We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
The B 29 program was more expensive than the atomic bomb. Then, once it was in action, they discovered that high altitude bombing, because of the Jet Stream, was inaccurate so LeMay switched to low level bombing,
I've been up in a B 17 and a B 24 but not this one. Probably can't afford it anymore.
I'm thinking the white-haired guy in the blue polo shirt sitting up front was Randy Sohn, Fifi's "Daddy". He (and others) saved Fifi from the scrap heap at China Lake. The rescue was a great story but I can't seem to find it on the web.
I was telling a co-worker today at work that one of my Dad's (a retired AF Chief Master Sergeant (maintainer)) friend's flew with Curtis LeMay before WWII in early model B-17s, was shot down in a B-29, and picked up in Tokyo Bay (!!!) by a submarine. Those men who flew in WII, Korea, and Vietnam, along with all the others who served and continue to serve were and are real heroes.
Second story...a number of years ago when we were at McConnell AFB, KS, FIFI came to visit and I took my young son to see the airplanes. I was pretty excited when he wanted me to buy him a book on B-29s. After bringing the book home I realized the 8-year-old was primarily interested in the nose art, not the aircraft. (He's now serving in the Navy).