My father was a Radar-Navigator in the Big Ugly Fat Fucker, BUFF as it is nicknamed, for twenty years. Six tours over Vietnam. Still remember living just off of the end of the runway at Pease AFB New Hampshire and watching B-52's take off almost right over the house, every two minutes, for what seemed like forever when they would hold Operational Readiness Inspections (ORI's, basically DRF 1 callouts for Air Force Wings). Amazing aircraft, built in the day when Americans still had pride in the their work and country.
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