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The Candy Bomber — Berlin, 1948

The fence at Tempelhof airfield, the American sector of blockaded Berlin

the summer of 1948 — a blockaded city of two million kept alive by what falls from the sky, the streets still in rubble three years after the war, children gathered at the airfield fence

Sweetness out of a sky that had only brought hardship. This breach reads the CHILD AT THE FENCE in blockaded Berlin: a broken city living on what falls from the sky, the planes coming in one after another — and one pilot who waggles his wings so you'll know him and drops candy on tiny handkerchief parachutes to the children below. The witness is read only at the fence and the catching: the rubble and the hunger held softly in the background, never staged or shown, the moment itself all wonder. The fragment is the subject's own: the small gift that drifted into their hands when they had almost nothing, the stranger's kindness they never forgot — and the memory beneath it of a time someone gave them something small that landed like the whole world, a kindness out of nowhere they have carried ever since.

From the record

in 1948 the land routes into West Berlin were cut off, and a city of more than two million was kept alive entirely by an airlift, planes landing day and night
one American pilot began tying candy and gum to small handkerchief parachutes and dropping them to the children gathered at the airfield fence
so the children would know his plane coming in, he waggled its wings on the approach
the children gave him names like 'the Chocolate Pilot' and 'Uncle Wiggly Wings,' and waited for him at the fence at Tempelhof
word spread and other crews joined in; donated candy poured in and many tons of it were dropped to Berlin's children over the months that followed
the small kindness became one of the most remembered things about the whole airlift, carried for life by the children who caught it

The era door

a low wooden door set in a half-fallen rubble wall, the paint blistered and grey, a bent iron handle warm from the sun

BERLIN — SUMMER 1948

Walk this day yourself — free

A guided walk with Wallace — you are placed inside the record as a witness, and you carry a memory of your own back out. Free, ~20 minutes.

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