fly a kite in a cornfield
at an Army base in Tennessee
where we children were
billeted with our Army soldier Dads
who were training in 1942 as armed officers
to keep our American skies
safe from Jap Zeros and Messerschmitts
thus kite flying could freely and happily occur,
without Hitler or Hirohito's interference.
This greatly enlarged Brownie snapshot has hung as a reminder at the SRN headquarters for many years. Once over a fireplace, now on the 18 foot wall of our bedroom, opposite where we lay out heads. Kite added, not in the picture. You had to have been there.