Warbird Information Exchange

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"I knew the jig was up when I saw the P-51D-20-NA Mustang blue-nosed bastards from Bodney, and by the way the blue was more of a royal blue than an indigo and the inner landing gear interiors were NOT green, over Berlin."

Agreed
A lot of those guys had big brass ones. It's like when you deal with a 19 or 20 year old today. They seem to think they know everything. Clearly they don't, but it doesn't matter. They think they do. That's the kind of attitude you need to take into a dog fight. Then you either win and learn, through a combination of skill and good fortune, or get killed.

Thanks for the link Muddy

Andy Scott

That's part of the meaning of my .sig file

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Lest Hero-worship raise it's head and cloud our vision, remember that World War II was fought and won by the same sort of twenty-something punks we wouldn't let our daughters date.

I think it took bigger ones to be a crew man on a bomber. At least in a fighter a guy could maneuver a bit

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"According to the map, we've only gone 4 inches."

Torpedo Bomber pilots have to be right up there in the brass stones department: Low and slow in the face of naval anti-aircraft fire, and then have to go back and land on a pitching carrier deck. At least the Avenger was forgiving enough in the face of being ham handled.

The anti-sub guys who flew of the escort carriers in the Atlantic would also rank up there, having to fly day and night in terrible conditions and only have the tiny deck of an escort carrier to land on. Going in the drink during the winter months was a virtual death sentence.