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1979-83 VMFP-3
By Marc "Devil Dog Of The Web" Iseli / Updated Dec. 2025
Back in the 80s, VMFP-3 wasn’t out there
dropping bombs or jamming radars like the
cool kids. Nope, we were the Marine Corps’
dedicated snoop squad, flying around collecting
intel while everyone else played Top Gun.
The mission? Multisensor aerial reconnaissance,
fancy talk for snapping pictures, reading
heat signatures, and mapping out the bad
guys for the Fleet Marine Force and any Navy
brass who needed to know what was over the
next hill. We had three main tricks: old-school
film cameras for beach surveys and BDA, infrared
for spotting hot engines in the dark, and
SLAR for peeking through clouds when Mother
Nature decided to be difficult. Before satellites
and drones made everyone lazy, we were the
ones you called when you needed eyes on target,
right now. By the late 80s, the brass started
swapping out our gear for digital toys and
podded sensors on the shiny new Hornets,
but for a while, we were the only game in
town.
If you’re going to get stuck at a Marine
Air Station, you might as well do it at El
Toro in the 80s, right when Uncle Sam was
throwing money around like a drunken sailor.
I got a front-row seat for the last hurrah
of the F-4 Phantom before the shiny new F-18s
rolled in and made us all feel old. So buckle
up, because I’m about to drag you through
my glory days as an RF-4B plane captain,
complete with all the characters, chaos,
and questionable decisions that made it unforgettable.
1979-83 VMFP-3 Timeline
Based on my memory and original orders
Trainee Management Element 31
Transition from TME to VMFP-3
1980 VMFP-3
Homestead AFB, Photo Album
1981 VMFP-3
TransPac, MCAS Iwakuni, Photo Albums
1982 VMFP-3
USS Constellation, Space Shuttle landing.
1983 VMFP-3
USS Eisenhower, WTI Yuma Az., Photo Albums
Alright, you glorious Rat Phixers and Phlyers,
if we ever survived a TAD, a Det, or a BOHICA,
who haven't, and you didn’t think I was the
biggest gaff off in the squadron. Got a sea
story, or some grainy photos your ex didn’t
set on fire, and they’re only slightly illegal?
Send ‘em by email, snail mail, or safety
wire it to a carrier pigeon. I collect ‘em
all, just nothing that would incriminate
me.
80svmfp3@gmail.com

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