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Thanks for this. Very enjoyable. And a reminder that our grandparents shame us when it comes to fashion. 

That’s a wonderful clip! Thanks for sharing. My grandfather may very well have been at that game. 

That windmill rotation, and the rank movements!

a little bit like my father who was at U of M as a frosh in 1943, waiting to get called up to the army air force.  did flight school in pensacola, got P-51's, and off they went overseas.  those stories of that time, the camaraderie, the humor, the intensity of it all, well, we just don't have much of that in our era.  of course dad made it back home, thus i and my siblings exist, but sometimes we forget how fragile life can be and how your/our present circumstances are dependent on so many other things that had to happen in order to bring it about. 

God bless that generation.  they are almost all gone now.  

EDIT:  after the war my dad and his best buddy went to MSU on the GI bill.  his buddy was QB and pitcher for state, later one of michigan's greatest amateur golfers.  he was so funny.  he'd gone to flight school, too, but was assigned to bombers, not fighters.  he used to say, "your dad got to fly P-51's while i was a [expletive] truck driver!", 

No kidding JWG. He was a B1G champion in track, played varsity football, and ended up playing professional baseball only to be one of two MLB killed in WWII piloting a bomber over France in '44.   When playing football for U of M is like the least impressive thing in a life of impressive things, that's saying something. 

Elmer piloted a B-26 in the Second World War in the heat of the European Theater of Operations. His plane was, in a small way, the precursor to the AC-130, with 5 .50 caliber machine guns pointing out the nose and fired by the pilot. They got a lot of dirty air to ground missions.