A few meetings back, we were discussing the photos I posted of my dad flying the Stearman at Stearman Field, Benton, Kansas. I couldn’t put my hands on this neat video at the time, so here it is now. My dad, aged 96 years in the front seat. He flew this plane as a Naval Air Cadet during WWII. He didn’t get his wings because he washed out because of hay fever. He went on to be the navigator aboard the destroyer USS Fechteler, DDR 870. Though he was disappointed not having the opportunity to fly during the war, he reminded me that many of his classmates didn’t return.
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Since our last meeting, woodworking adventures included shaping a few of my 2x8s into 2x4s, using a hand plane to final dimensions, followed by glue-ups. The next step is going to be quite similar by shaping the legs into 4x4s. It’s coming along, slow by sure.