I grew up less than a mile from the most visible portion of the yard at Kolb and Escalante in the Southeast. When you're a kid, the idea of miles and miles of airplanes, wrapped in protective coccoons, excites the same part of you that sees forts in sofa cushions and lava on the ground around stepping stones. When you're an adult, it just makes you smile. Gloriously reproduced in the immortal Tucson 80s flick Can't Buy Me Love, the boneyard is in reality best glimpsed through fences along Escalante or Valencia roads. Anyone with developed senses of both irony and wonder must not miss the boneyard on a visit to Tucson.
Previously on "TheGoodReverend's Tour of Tucson" . . .
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