I just have to have some of that scrapple from the Haas Meat Market for Mom to sample. It tastes just like I remember her talking about from when she was a kid.  So, we drive back to Dover to pick up some.

Since we are here, we spend sometime at Dover Air Force Base at the Air Transport Museum.  This place isn’t about all the exciting, sexy looking fighter jets.  It is all about the huge, lumbering transport planes used by the military through the years to move all manner of stuff.   It is an impressive collection and our tour guide knows all about everything and is obviously proud of the work they do there and the history entrusted to them.  The planes are amazing and the museum displays well worth the walk through.

From the old control tower we see a massive building complex. It is the receiving area and full forensic lab to which every fallen American Soldier is returned as their first stateside stop enroute to their final resting grounds.  My mind’s eye sees the thousands who have passed through here and it isn’t possible to stop that lump rising up in my throat.  God bless you all and your families for the ultimate sacrifice to keep us free.