The Great Waldo Pepper

I remember waiting outside by the birch tree  for mom and dad to start the car so we could go see the Great Waldo Pepper. I was 8. I think my dad always figured himself somewhere  in a dogfight, or at least a barnstormer. …

A movie you should rent, if you can even rent em anymore…   Download it, or something….

 

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