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	This is the entrance to the U.S. Airforce Museum, located at the Wright-Patterson Air Force Base, just outside of Dayton, Ohio.
	This is the statue of Icarus, which is in the main lobby, reminding us that the quest for flight carries risk.
	Dad and Michael in front of the Wright 1909 Military Flyer.  Of course, Orville and Wilbur  are the "Wright" in the Base name.
	The Wright brothers lived in Dayton, Ohio, and ran a bicycle shop.  Here is Michael standing in front of one of their original bicycles.
	The Curtiss P-40E "Warhawk," an example of the creative painting on military aircraft.
	This is the plane that dropped the bomb on Nagasaki, ending WWII.
	Michael imagines how yummy astronaut food must taste.
	Michael pays close attention to an aircraft vent.
	Dad standing in front of the SR-71 display.
	Michael checks out the plane from a pilot's point of view.
	This is the sign for the Lockheed U-2, which Dad worked on.  It is hanging from the ceiling, but was too far away in the dark for a direct picture.  I took some video, from which I'll capture a frame when I return home.
	Michael looks into a cockpit.
	Dad performs his own inspection.
	Dad and Michael on their way to the B-1 Bomber.
	Michael standing next to a propeller.
	Dad and Michael in front of a C-133 transport.
	Dad explained how he rode in a plane like this in Alaska.  There were tense moments when the light indicated an engine fire.  In a remote area, above freezing seas, they would have lasted about two minutes in the water.  Fortunately,  there was no fire.
	The hangar where they keep the presidential airplanes.
	The Lockheed Constellation, built for President Eisenhower.
	It was named the "Columbine" (Colorado State Flower, and name of the High School that experienced shooting recently)
	Here's the big deal.  Dad worked on the assembly line at Lockheed building this airplane!!!  It had all kinds of security and special procedures.  He showed me where he did some work, right where the wing intersects with the body.
	See, the metal that covers where the wing is attached.  That's Dad's riveting work.
	He remembers working around this little flange underneath the wing.  He remarks how difficult it was to get the metal to fit right.
	This little hole is interesting because it provided a path to get into the body of the airplane, rather than going the long way around.  Dad remembers squeezing through it.  I don't think either of us could get through it today.