Originally Posted by operator
Do expound
I'd written up a nice little review of these. Then I read the ******-bags comments regarding the support of our troops. Disagree as you may with the war, Bushes policies, etc, etc, but most of those kids over there are not doing it by choice.
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This is Africa, 1943. War spits out its violence overhead and the sandy graveyard swallows it up. Her name is King Nine, B-25, medium bomber, Twelfth Air Force. On a hot, still morning she took off from Tunisia to bomb the southern tip of Italy. An errant piece of flak tore a hole in a wing tank and, like a wounded bird, this is where she landed, not to return on this day, or any other day.