I will do such things -
What they are, yet I know not: but they shall be
The terrors of the earth!
- William Shakespeare, King Lear Act 2, scene 4.
BUFFs parked up in the boneyard at Davis-Monthan Air Force Base, AZ.
The devilment I could make with them does not bear thinking about. And I have a cat you know. The Mao suit, extinct volcano and improbably monikered but very fit birds in lab-coats with clip-boards are alas on back-order. As is the monorail and I’m going to have to chuck Bob Crow into the shark tank over that.
You are of course aware that the venerable B-52 is now being flown by the grandchildren of the original pilots. Yes, some of those magnificent machines have been flown by three generations of the same family. It’s almost Tolkienesque.