THRILLS OF AN AIR FORCE PILOT
In these pages I will tell stories and show pictures that are still vivid in my memory. Question: What makes memories vivid and long lasting? Answer: Intensity. Nearly every flight I made was intense, and so I have memories from parts of hundreds of flights. My total flying time, including student pilot, was 6,441 hours, which is quite a lot for military flying.
These pictures and notes are from my days in the World War II Navy V-12 and Naval Reserve Officer Training Corps at Duke University, Durham, NC. The period was from November 1, 1943 to February 28, 1946.
I should mention that I was too small to enter sports with "the big guys," so I did the types of things where size didn't matter. I weighed…
When I started on this adventure at age 84, I had serious doubts whether I could still do this sort of thing. After all, it had been 44 years since I did any piloting. First I had three rides at a soaring club, with the intention that I would become a member and get "checked out." But they had only one instructor, they fly only on weekends, and the numbers ahead of me grew from one…
This is a picture of me with my father, taken about 1931 (I was born in 1925). We were staying for the weekend in a beach cottage owned by a friend. How modest everyone was! I was told that it was against a St. Petersburg city ordinance to appear on Central Avenue in a bathing suit.