... ah - the frivolity of the late 50's. We'd barely gotten into 'space' and we can't wait to turn it into an atomic battle ground! (But) the picture sure is cool! The caption said something about cowboys tending to their herd of nuclear warheads.
All I have to say is "... where in the hell is Major Kong?"
... speaking of nuclear weapons and sexual obsession. Here we have a better than average print of 'Miss A-bomb' 1955 being crowned at a Vegas hotel pool. I have a hunch that any of the hotels could set you up with a model in 15 mins. who could be your 'Miss whatever'. I think Sarge up there may have been the sculptor. Women from that era with that particular look always remind me of someone's mom- yikes!
...usually this Blog is strictly a 'G' rated affair. The end of the world should be fun the whole family can enjoy! But I just couldn't resist this charming bondage take on an old polyethylene radiation (dust) suit. Imagine what the neighbors think!
... when I saw a B-36 on the tarmac at the Air Force Museum in the late 60's it was clear that here was technology pushed right up to, and a little beyond, reasonable limits. The idea of sweeping the wings and putting all jets on it is a bit wacky!