Tributes, and memoirs. . It was upon the 7th, November, 2010, I took apart the Airco Dh2 . I looked upon the unfamiliar WW1 fighter, god knows, I may one day rebuild her. Maybe better, when I have more Bricks, and brickarms, maybe in ten years, I'll look upon this page, and I shall remember her, I shall remember Stanley, and I will rebuild him and her.
And since I'm here...
Let us not forget the hundreds, the thousands, maybe the millions, who scrambled out of their trenches, those who ran out from behind their cover, those who ran into their planes, and flew into combat.
We must remember they who fell, those who were cut down by machine gun fire, rifle fire, Gasses and bombs, grenades and bayonets. We must remember them who lived, who saw their friends murdered and killed, those who had to kill in cold blood, and those who had to listen to the screams, the faces of their dyeing friend or foe, those who suffered injuries, let us remember them, the living and the dead, for they are both special in their different ways.