Summer days in old Kentucky were pretty much spent in the same way. It was before air conditioning, rotary phones [number please], and for most of us even a T.V.! [black and white only] By June, the summer heat would begin. Time was spent looking for a "four leaf clover" [clover was growing all over the place], and one had to be an expert to avoid all those honey bee's single stinger.
Such a day in 1956, is shown above. A pick net table in the basement was always a good place avoid some of the heat. Windows and doors wide open, shorts, and cold "soda pop" help set the stage. Here my brother [no shirt] and three other first cousins seemed to be enjoying this summer day. I was beginning to preform some of my facial acrobatics which often played pretty well, expect to the one taking the picture. Here we set, all smiles on three, and a face in production on me. Summer of '56 it is
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Thursday, June 18, 2015
Tuesday, November 18, 2014
The Kentucky Winner
At the end of WWII planes were placed on a air field in Germany and destroyed. On this field, my Dad took this picture of a remaining "Martin B-26 Marauder".
It must have been because the name given to this plane was "Kentucky Winner". [Being from Winchester, KY himself.] It shows a horse head under the name KENTUCKY and the words WINNER inscribed below. To have survived with more than 20 bombing runs as depicted on the side of this plane would have been unbelievable in its own right. Only to be destroyed by dynamite and the scrap metal to be collected, was its final flight. But, here it is in 1946 at the end of WWII...certainly a Kentucky Winner.
It must have been because the name given to this plane was "Kentucky Winner". [Being from Winchester, KY himself.] It shows a horse head under the name KENTUCKY and the words WINNER inscribed below. To have survived with more than 20 bombing runs as depicted on the side of this plane would have been unbelievable in its own right. Only to be destroyed by dynamite and the scrap metal to be collected, was its final flight. But, here it is in 1946 at the end of WWII...certainly a Kentucky Winner.
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