It's been a hectic few months, building, repairing planes, also making a few upgrades that some higher ranking officials offered. Every time I worked in those hangars, I'd come home and run outta gas. This is actually the norm for me oddly enough. My dad would call me a ol' car battery stuck in the … Continue reading November 12, 1941
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August 9, 1941, Huna Koa airfield 1000
I didn't do much the night before except get a bite to eat nearby. I woke up bright and early to go to Huna Koa airfield. Upon arrival, it is exactly what the name means. Just a few miles away from the main airfield on Ford's island it is well hidden except for a paved … Continue reading August 9, 1941, Huna Koa airfield 1000
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