Shiftkitty
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When I was about 6 my mom helped out a friend of hers by watching her two sons during the day during summer while their mom worked. We used to play in the backyard, and one of the games my brothers and I and the boys would play was war. We had our toy guns and would run rampant around the backyard "shooting" each other. We had our little plastic army helmets and Mikey (one of the brothers) would always talk about how he used to have a grey helmet "with a back". We knew he was talking about German helmets and just assumed that he had a toy one at one time. That isn't what stands out in particular in my memory. It was the airplanes.
Everytime an airplane would fly over, Mikey would point up at it, his arm very stiff, and yell "Boom!" We thought it was funny at first, but my dad asked him one afternoon what he was doing. Mikey just looked at him and said "Cannons." I remember listening as they talked. Mikey said he used to have a cannon and his job was to make the airplanes go boom. Why? Because they're going to drop things.
Last night I was watching a documentary and they showed some newsreel footage of German flak cannons. I instantly thought of Mikey. Today as I saw airplanes go overhead, I pointed at one and went "Boom!"
Everytime an airplane would fly over, Mikey would point up at it, his arm very stiff, and yell "Boom!" We thought it was funny at first, but my dad asked him one afternoon what he was doing. Mikey just looked at him and said "Cannons." I remember listening as they talked. Mikey said he used to have a cannon and his job was to make the airplanes go boom. Why? Because they're going to drop things.
Last night I was watching a documentary and they showed some newsreel footage of German flak cannons. I instantly thought of Mikey. Today as I saw airplanes go overhead, I pointed at one and went "Boom!"