Around noon I went to the store to pick up a few items for diner. On the way in I noticed a plane that looked a bit like a B-24 flying in the distance. I lost it after just a second, while trying to deal with the traffic around the store. After I parked the car I heard the distinctive sound of loud engines in the air. I looked up in time to see a B-17 flying by. Man those things are beautiful about 1000 feet up. I’ll bet there are still some people who think differently. They were an awfully deadly bomber.

When I walked out of the store, I again heard the sound of “round engines” as my father-in-law calls them. Sure enough, it was a B-25. At 1000 feet up, there’s no mistaking the lines of that plane, and it was traveling quite a bit faster than the stately pace of the B-17. As it passed, the full noise from the engines was evident, and it gave me a thrill. There’s nothing like that sound.

All in all, it was a pretty good day.