Bearcat by Bryan Peterson

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I created this image of a F-8f Bearcat for the father of a friend. During WW II he flew many aircraft but his all time favorite was the F-8f Bearcat. At 97 he is still a fighter pilot at heart, driving his car like he flew his aircraft; fast and low—much to the dismay of his daughter! The image of the Bearcat was captured at Tacoma Washington’s McChord Field during an air show. The background image of the Battleship USS Wisconsin BB 64 was taken by my father some where in the Atlantic in 1952 or early in 1953.


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My photographs are not always technically correct, I tend to break the rules but I do that knowing what the rules are and having a reason to do so. My photographic images are what and how I see the world around me in my minds eye—they are who I am.

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  • Edward Denyer
    Edward Denyerover 2 years ago

    Nicely put together Bryan. – Ted

  • Thanks Edward, I’m hoping for a big smile from a 97 year old kid when he gets this print.

    – Bryan Peterson

  • lucin
    lucinover 2 years ago

    Such a gift!!!!

  • Thank you Lucin—I’m sure it will get a smile.

    – Bryan Peterson

  • Dale Lockwood
    Dale Lockwoodover 2 years ago

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  • Dale Lockwood
    Dale Lockwoodover 2 years ago

    Anouther great image! Any fighter pilot would be pleased. Really good work.

  • The image was sent the other day and should arrive today, I’m hoping it will bring fond (and maybe not so fond) memories of his times flying this aircraft. I know that he was shot down on one occasion during the war but that was in an older style aircraft.

    – Bryan Peterson

  • Dale Lockwood
    Dale Lockwoodover 2 years ago

    I once worked for an old Marine, Colonel Dick was his name and he flew Corsairs in the war, back in the early 90’s his crew chief was still his best friend and lived next door to him. He had so many cool shot in his den of his flying days. He could be a real crank, (like deciding the park we took care of was dirty and ordering that the grounds be strip cleaned) but he had a heart of pure gold. I often think of him. This shot reminded me of him, and I bet your old friend never got a scratch flying the bearcats!

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