I'll finish writing this post, push "publish", and pack the computer away for our trip to see Big Bubba in Orange County. I haven't seen him since I helped him move in December. Sara Jean hasn't seen him since Thanksgiving. We're all thirsty for one another.
If the situation permits I'll blog along the way.
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Orange County Airport/ John Wayne...
During the 60's my mom and I would jump in her 57 Thunderbird and drive over to the airport and pick up bread that was flown into the terminal daily.
Funny to get in the ticket line to buy bread, but that's what we did every other week.
Frank Tallman and Paul Mantz had their collections of planes there too, in a museum that remained until Frank Tallman's death.
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