by Hiro Ishimaru

Blue Angels thrilling ambassadors of flight

Windward O‘ahu on a beautiful October afternoon, a place of peaceful tranquility where God used every shade of green in the book. The magnificent Ko‘olau Mountains loom in the background, an idyllic, verdant frame for the picturesque solitude. Suddenly, four F/A-18 Hornets, flying in a tight diamond formation explode over the emerald summits, screaming banshees swooping from the heavens, in an act both terrifying, yet beautiful.