Dig a hole first.
FlyBoys, another dogfight play. But in the beginning of World War II.

As a matter of fact, when other little boys, like my cousin, were devoted in mobiles, I got loving planes, fighters, grossly.
Planes seem destined to me. My father was served in the Air Force, so I took the kindergarten just beside my father’s Airforce Base.
When my family owned the first wired television, my first cartoon is Robotech, which is about a fighters’ war against the alien and a very beautiful love story.

To be continued…