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This thread makes me think of my uncle Jack on December 7, 1941. He was aboard the Pelias, on KP. He threw potatoes at them, because that is what he had. He was peeling them on deck because even if it is December, in Hawaii you want to be on deck for that sort of work, if they'll let you. No gun, so used what he had. What is a potato going to do to an airplane? I don't know, but it could not do you any good to hit one going 200 mph. They were not shooting at him so much as the battleships, he just happened to be in the flight path, went by close enough you could see if the pilot was clean shaven.
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