a little off-topic, but

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I can't beat those great stories, but can offer my own story that brings a tear to the eye... As a kid in my San Francisco backyard in early 1945, I looked up to the fly-over of a squadron of P38's returning to Alameda. It seemed as if the whole sky was filled with P38's. I've never forgotten the sight and sound of that event, and think of it every time I see a flock of geese fly over!