Valiant Air Command Warbird Museum
(The Flightline Unofficial Page)
The Warmonger and I went along when the Boss took her 4th/5th grade class to
Space Camp in Titusville, Florida. While the kids were building rockets, we hijacked the
charter bus and headed just down the road to the Valiant Air Command Warbird Museum. At first,
I thought it was a bit tacky they call themselves "Valiant", that's the sort of adjective you really should
really wait for others to apply. I then looked to see if they had an old Plymouth in front of the museum,
but there instead was a Huey in medevac markings.
The Warmonger read the front door and gave me a stern look.
I promised not to climb on any airplanes.
'Course, I crossed my fingers...
Inside, we saw a Mohawk cockpit and what appeared to be a very nice interior museum.
Unfortunately, we on a tight schedule and had to head out to the main event.
We just missed the excitement in the hangar, Momma Grumman had given birth a few hours before...
Out in the Florida sunshine, I spotted a propless Mohawk
on the east side of the hanger.
As I was writing the three different serial numbers it wore, I was suddenly distracted.