Meet the 19 WWII planes of the D.C. flyover – Washington Post
During the Arsenal of Democracy Flyover on Friday, a wide array of legendary World War II aircraft will be seen over the Mall. Here’s a guide to recognizing them. The aircraft will depart from Culpeper and Manassas regional airports around 11:30 a.m. and will fly in fifteen flyover formations. The first formation is estimated to be over the Lincoln Memorial at 12:10 p.m.
This absolutely should be an impressive flyover. I would love to be on the Mall but other obligations prevent me from going.
It’s hard to believe that war has been over 70 years. I grew up in its shadow. Every other sentence out of the mouths of the adults around me included “during the war.” It was omnipresent.
Have we moved past WWII? I am going to suggest that many of the world events we are dealing with today are a direct result of actions taken during or after WWII. Most of the middle east issues date back to that time. (some even go back to WWI) Asian issues also still exist. Look no further than North Korea.
Do wars ever really end or do we just have a lull in the fighting, only to have entanglements and conflict crop up in another form?
Happy V-E Day. My father came home 2 days after V-E Day. He landed in New York. It was another time. I always felt like I had been deprived of great excitement. My mother thought I was nuts and told me I had no idea how much that war had impacted their lives.
Check out the neat planes in the Washington Post.
I remember this day-was standing in line to go to a movie when all of sudden, people started hollering and cars were driving up and down Main street, owns blaring and people shouting, “The war is over, the war is over!” Of course, the Pacific Theater War was still going on but people were just uncontainably happy that peace was breaking out.
George, thanks for sharing your memories of V-E Day. Nothing like a first hand glimpse through your eyes.
My late mother-in-law once told me that, when the war ended and the “boys” came marching home, she and her family watched the parades and celebrations with heavy hearts and sometimes in tears. It hurt so much to know that the oldest son and brother was in a grave in France and would not be coming home. But the boy’s mother decided that this would not stand. So she had the US Army dig up her son’s grave and bring him back home for reburial where he belonged.
I imagine those were the feelings of many other families in the midst of the national joy.