Dyess Air Force Base

Dyess Air Force Base

Airfield information
IATA: DYS – ICAO: KDYS – FAA LID: DYS
Summary
Elevation AMSL 1,789 ft / 545 m
Coordinates 32°25′15″N 099°51′17″W / 32.42083°N 99.85472°W / 32.42083; -99.85472Coordinates: 32°25′15″N 099°51′17″W / 32.42083°N 99.85472°W / 32.42083; -99.85472
Website www.dyess.af.mil
Map
KDYS
Runways
Direction Length Surface
ft m
16/34 13,500 4,115 PEM
161/341 3,500 1,067 GRE
162/342 3,500 1,067 Asphalt
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Dyess Air Force Base (AFB) (IATA: DYS, ICAO: KDYS, FAA LID: DYS) is a United States Air Force base located approximately 7 miles (11 km) southwest of Abilene, Texas.

The host unit at Dyess is the 7th Bomb Wing (7 BW) assigned to the Air Combat Command Twelfth Air Force. The 7 BW is one of only two B-1B Lancer strategic bomber wings in the United States Air Force, the other being the 28th Bomb Wing at Ellsworth Air Force Base, South Dakota.

Dyess AFB was established in 1942 as Abilene Army Air Base (AAB). It is named in honor of Texas native and Bataan Death March survivor Lieutenant Colonel William Dyess. The 7th Bomb Wing is commanded by Colonel Glen D. Vanherck. The Vice Commander is Colonel Gerald V. Goodfellow and the Command Chief Master Sergeant is Chief Master Sergeant Douglas L. McIntyre.

Read more about Dyess Air Force Base:  Overview, Units, History

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