Allen’s Airborne enlistment poster (Skit Nite) is an art form I never get tired of admiring, especially leggy women. It also put me in mind of a story that’s been dancing around in my head for a long time. It actually started on a military note, World War II, well sort of, then swerved way back to Mexico, then back to the Army and Korea, then ending up in Russia and the Balkans, with short stops in a host of other countries.
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An introduction to a line of stories about the world’s oldest profession and its relationship with military men every where.
The Martin B-26 was a 2-engine medium bomber, serving from 1942 to 1945. It llargely supported ground operations in the Pacific and Mediterranean theaters of combat.
Because of its huge fuselage and, by comparison, smaller wings, it was affectionately referred to by ground troops in North Africa, Sicily and Italy as “the flying prostitute”.
Why? Wait for it.
No Visible Means of Support.
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My first unit was in the 25th Infantry Division (Light), 4th Bn 27th Infantry at Schofield Barracks, Hawaii. This was the peace-time army, late eighties-early nineties. We trained hard and we played hard, hell I was a young man. Working hard and playing hard we’re showcased twice a year with an off-island deployment. For our unit it was a time to shine, that meant they would work the snot out of us, we saw it as a challenge. Like the ... Continue Reading →