He sent a telegram to my mother, Louise Johnson, announcing his new assignment. They would soon marry and reside at West Point. Dad had undergone basic flight training at Goodfellow Field in San Angelo, Texas, at Parks Air College and was preparing to take his place in the newly expanded US Army Air Corp as a flying second lieutenant.
West Point, Stewart Field, Newburgh, NY. Tent city. Planes, planes, planes. Power glides for instrument landing and legal hedge hopping. A Beechcraft factory churns out planes for World War II.
By June of 1944, West Point had trained hundred of pilots, including the son of Dwight D Eisenhower, supreme commander of Allied Forces in Europe and the sons of other Army Generals.
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Amazing post! <3. I cannot wait till I get to this time in my grandmother's journals. I've started to catalogue and photograph the photos her husband took throughout the war as well. I'm also dreading getting to this point. What a harrowing time.
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Thank you! It was a harrowing time. It’s a lot of work cataloguing and photographing photos – and telling the stories that go with them. But, it’s so important to do so. Otherwise, the coming generations will not know those stories nor see the faces of their ancestors. I’m enjoying your blog and looking forward to more! So glad we found each other!
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It’s so much work! But it’s good work. 🙂
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May I share this this upcoming Sunday on the installment on my blog called “Sunday Share?”
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I would love to have you share any of my posts. I’m looking forward to following your blog!
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