"A little bit of everywhere. Bart – Blackhawk, that is – he and the boys were chompin' at the bit to fly, but the RAF was all long lines 'n red tape. So they pooled their funds, got some planes, and struck out on their own."

She waves her beer bottle in a lazy gesture. "By the time I joined up, they were headquartered on a lil' island in the Pacific, but we saw action all over the European theater."