But the day before it left I went to see it with my friend Ian, a photographer for the Edmonton Sun (yes, yes, fraternizing with the enemy, blah blah) so I could dress up and be all glam and get good photos.
|Derpy face, but possible the most giant victory roll ever. |
It kept on hitting the ceiling.
|The tail gunner seat. My Grandpa M wanted to be a tail gunner, but he was too tall.|
Instead he wound up as a clerk discharging POWs from Allied camps.