The closest cross street to our house is Tibbets Road, named after this guy. He's got his place in history and probably wished he didn't.
My digital camera doesn't have a flash. My brother is supposed to be sending me some pictures. It's been 10 days now. That should be enough time to download the pics from his camera and email them. How long does it take to develop digital photos anyway?
I tried to take a closer picture of the Blackbird but my camera wouldn't focus on it. I'll bet this thing was a rush to fly.
Jay likes the A-10 Warthog. We see them flying around here every once in a while. F-16s have been flying drills out here all week and late into the night. They were still flying over last night at 11pm. I thought about calling the cops to see if they would enforce the noise ordinance.
My brother bought all the boys these little helicopter things. I managed to just barely miss landing Trey's on top of the wing of a C-7. I quit playing with it so that I wasn't the one responsible for losing it.
Two of the boys were wearing orange tanks. We saw a group that must have been from a school that were all wearing purple shirts. It made it easy to find them so we may have to get matching shirts for all the boys on the next field trip.
All of the boys found out that if you spin the helicopter one way, it flies in the air. If you spin it the other way, it bites your fingers.
Here's Jax flying his in the shade. It was going to be close to 100 degrees again. That tire looks like it belongs on a dump truck instead of an airplane.
Here are all the boys next to a helicopter. You ever want a challenge in life, try to get 5 young boys to all stand on a small cement pad and look in the same direction at the same time.
All these great planes all over the place and still one of the best toys on the planet is dirt.
After the museum, we went to Chili's for some lunch. There they all are again. It's nice that they are old enough to sit off on their own a bit. Now the adults can sit at one end and talk.
At the other end of the table was the one girl who was trying to get a menu so that she could make her selection.
You remember in Top Gun when Maverick crashed his F-14 into the drink?
Here's a reenactment. Trey's a better pilot because he's going through a straw to get to the drink.
He makes everyone laugh when he says, "Talk to me Goose. I'm lookin'! I'm lookin'!"
100 degree weather. Lots of walking. No food yet. Nap time.
It all adds up to the 1000 mile stare.
Here's the server that was brave enough to take on the boys. His name was Carlos but his name tag said "aka Rico Suave". We left him a good mess and a good tip.