On our way to Arizona to help with Olive's blessing, and to play around with our fun kids and grand kids there, we stopped at the George S. Patton Memorial Museum. It sits way out in the middle of desert along Hwy 10. I always thought Patton was an interesting character, and the museum is situated on the military training base he established there in 1942 to prepare GI's for war in the deserts of Africa. Melody's Dad was stationed on the 18,000 sq. mile base before leaving for Europe. She has letters of his written from there where he complains about the 100+ degree heat. (He didn't get much relief when he left - he went straight to fight in the Battle of the Bulge in sub-zero winter weather.)
Anyway, we spent an hour and a half there talking to the director and seeing the sites.
A cool jeep, almost as cool as mine.
An amphibious craft.
A Sherman tank from the beginning of the war.
A tank from the more recent wars.
A couple of the tanks had a port hole cover removed and was able to get some pictures of the insides.
It was well worth the $5 entrance fee. I'd do it again.
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