The National Museum of the US Air Force is about 35 miles away from my home. I drive by it at least a couple of times a year. Almost the instant I retired I told myself I’d get up there soon on a weekday and avoid those weekend crowds. So, over two years after telling myself that and well over two decades after my last visit, I made it to the museum on an unseasonably warm February Friday. I’ve posted an Oddment page here. Comments may be made to this blog entry.
About the gals that ferried combat aircraft during WWII – they flew, eventually, just about everything that had wings on it, up to and including the B-29’s and flew them just about everywhere in the world.
Take a few minutes and google Womens Air Service Pilots and see what these girls did. One good link is here –
http://www.npr.org/2010/03/09/123773525/female-wwii-pilots-the-original-fly-girls
In the end, when the war was winding down and male pilots coming back to the U S in droves, the girls were quite literally told to go home – don’t need you any more.
It took quite a few years before they were officially recognized.
That’s a good article. The guide mentioned that fellow WASPs had to chip in to transport bodies home and the article gives a specific example of that.
I LOVE the AF museum. Took my sons there a couple years ago (via US 40, natch). We’ll go again one day.
The last time I absolutely positively remember going was with my sons over thirty years ago. I’m pretty sure I’ve been there at least once since then but I can’t recall a single detail. Now that it’s back on my radar, I can see myself making short impromptu stops now and then.
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