Where can I get some pie?

Having built several 1/72 scale lancaster bombers over the course of my woefully misspent life, I must confess that I am more familiar with Dam Busting than Dyke Stuffing, so any opinion I should proffer on the subject would be speculative, at best, and a colossal piss-take, at worst.

Interesting picture MM, since Me Old Dad was a jumper.
The parachute towers in New Jersey were similar to those used in amusement parks, Coney Island and the World’s Fair, as were the ones the U.S. Military later had constructed at Fort Benning. Interestingly, the British Army, which was developing it’s own Airborne capability at the same time, preferred to use balloons for it’s initial parachute training. A barrage balloon with a wicker basket suspended beneath would be winched to height carrying several soldiers and an R.A.F. Instructor. Upon receiving the appropriate order, the would be paratrooper would exit through a hole in the floor. In fact, the British Parachute Regiment continue this practice in the present day. Most of those who eventually earn their jump wings are unanimous that the balloon jumps are infinitely more terrifying than going out the side doors of a C-130.