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Winged Wonders
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exchange, Ike and JayJay were eyeing the bomber, some 30 meters away, with the reverent solemnity that Captain Ahab might have shown if presented with the carcass of a freshly slain Moby Dick. Not a word escaped them. But they were hardly silent afterward. Has any parent ever been asked more than 100 times, within a single hour, to fulfill a promise? I have. So return we did, after some errands. The Breck Girl directed us to park inside. Nearby, some airmen (and airwomen) were milling around. But then a young guy in a flight suit appeared, and all the others snapped to attention with admirable precision and saluted. “Just like in the movies or something,” JayJay remarked on the spot. Lt. Lucero was very nice. He gave us a tour of the base’s own relics (or, as he called them, adornos) which included a second World War II plane. A hangar sheltered some fossilized engines and a mobile servicing unit; the boys were allowed to touch everything. We thanked the teniente, apparently the ranking officer on base, and also said goodbye to the assembly of—so what should I call them?—airpeople. JayJay saluted the Breck Girl on the way out. She only smiled back. My sons, being Guatemalan citizens, know that someday they will be eligible for service in the local military. On the drive home to Panajachel that day, there was a friendly argument over who would eventually command the Guatemalan Air Force.