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How Long Can Men Thrive Between Walls Of Brick, Walking On Asphalt Pavements, Breathing The Fumes Of Coal And Of Oil, Growing, Working, Dying, With Hardly A Thought Of Wind, And Sky, And Fields Of Grain, Seeing Only Machine-made Beauty, The Mineral-like Quality Of Life?

I Was Astonished At The Effect My Successful Landing In France Had On The Nations Of The World. To Me, It Was Like A Match Lighting A Bonfire.

Not Long Ago, When I Was A Student In College, Just Flying An Airplane Seemed A Dream. But That Dream Turned Into Reality.

I'm Not Bound To Be In Aviation At All. I'm Here Only Because I Love The Sky And Flying More Than Anything Else On Earth. Of Course There's Danger; But A Certain Amount Of Danger Is Essential To The Quality Of Life. I Don't Believe In Taking Foolish Chances' But Nothing Can Be Accomplished Without Taking Any Chance At All.

My Father Had Been Opposed To My Flying From The First And Had Never Flown Himself. However, He Had Agreed To Go Up With Me At The First Opportunity, And One Afternoon He Climbed Into The Cockpit And We Flew Over The Redwood Falls Together. From That Day On I Never Heard A Word Against My Flying And He Never Missed A Chance To Ride In The Plane.