Monday, October 27, 2008
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Each day we bring you one stunning little glimpse of history in the form of a historical photograph. Enjoy!
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I have been an avid collector of old photographs and documents for over 30 years. The photographs on this site are derived from material I have collected over the years. Some came from old family albums, some from material I bought at flea markets over the years, and some from government archives of public domain images, including the US Library of Congress, and the National Archives. We appreciate you visiting this blog, and hope you find it interesting.
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I have loved the B-17 since my high school days when I worked for the forest service in the 70's. I was part of the slurry crew that loaded planes with fire retardent for the numerous forest fires that were a part of the hot Arizona summers. Between fires, the pilots and their planes stayed at the airport where we worked. We would sit around and play cards, talk about airplanes, girls, what have you. Occasionally the pilots would let us sit in their planes. An even more choice treat was the occasional flight over the Arizona desert. My first flight in control of an aircraft was on one of those trips. One of the pilots flew a B-17. The feeling I had as an 18 year-old young man as I sat in that bird was amazing. It was as though I had been sent back in time. I thought of the many men my age who had flown in these marvelous machines as they fought for our country. I marveled at the dedication and bravery it would have taken to go up time after time in this and other airplanes. As I sat there with the controls in my hands, I almost felt as though I had been a part of that era. To this day I love the B-17. I am grateful that these marvelous machines and their human heroes were there when we needed them. May they fly forever in our skies and in our hearts.
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