For 8 Years She Hid Her Blue Angels Past — Until They Put Her In The F/A-18 Super Hornet Again The sun comes up hard over NAS Pensacola, sharpening every edge of the flight line until metal looks alive. Ground crews roll chalks. Families trickle toward bleachers with paper programs and sunscreen. The Blue Angels will fly this afternoon, and the base hums with the kind of expectancy you can feel in your teeth. A woman in Carhartt coveralls signs a maintenance log, wipes hydraulic fluid on a rag,