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Originally Posted by Ryan_Cunningham
Got stuck in Wake for a week and a half after one of our jets broke bringing them back from Japan. It was eerie knowing what had occurred there.
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While flying from Oakland to Okinawa in 1958, our Connie stopped at Wake to refuel while we had lunch. They told me we were going to eat in a "mess hall" so you can imagine what was going through the head this literal six year old. I remember there was still a lot of war wreckage on the beach we rode by on the bus that took us from the plane to eat. Here I am posing by an anchor out front of the mess hall.
Our airplane.
