June 6th

When we got to the airfield, it looked like a bomb had gone off.  Luckily there were several guys staying over, and they'd managed to pull the covers off most of the pop-up shelters, but a couple were just mangled metal.  We spent a while figuring out which covers went on which frames, and then started flying people.  Dad was helping out with the plane handling, and I was helping out with the people handling, and we managed to get in 28 flights before we called it a day.  Thunder clouds seemed to be scaring people away, so it was a pretty early evening.