March 1943

Air Power in the Solomons*

Volume 27, Issue 1

The sweaty, dirt-caked Marine leaned on his rifle and squinted at a group of bird-like specks moving along the horizon just over the cocoanut trees.

"I always thought the most beautiful sight I'd ever see would be the Golden Gate," he drawled, "but damned if those SBDs ain't just about the purtiest sight any man could ever wish for."

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