Parks and Wildlife has come up with a way of trying to relate…
Arches National Park, Utah
Zion National Park by Robert Young
Elizabeth “Libby” Gardner, of Rockford, Illinois, Class 43-W-6 WASP (Women Airforce Service Pilot) at the controls of a Martin B-26 ‘Marauder’ medium bomber. Harlingen Army Air Field, Texas. 1943 (Aged 22)
“When I first started learning, I was eager and nervous and also had two days of training under Lieutenant Col. Paul Tibbets who later commanded the B-29 that dropped the first atom bomb on Hiroshima. The training consisted of three phases; primary, basic, and advanced. On the days that we have check rides, a lot of pressure can be put on us women, and we feel that we must make a name for ourselves in this industry.”
Of the more than 1,100 women who volunteered and flew every fighter, bomber, transport and trainer aircraft in the inventory 72 years ago, only about 300 were still alive when the survivors of the first female military pilots received the Congressional Gold Medal at a ceremony in the US Capitol of Washington on March the 11th 2010.
1934 Chrysler Airflow Eight
If ever there were a statue ready-made for Democrat feigned righteous indignation you would think it would be “Vaquero” in Moody Park, Northside Houston. Drunk guy abusing his horse while waving (gasp!) a pistol around willy-nilly.
Over the years I’ve grown to like it. It’s like tacky yard art. I can almost imagine it guarded by a flock of plastic pink flamingos being ridden by garden gnomes.