My Favorite Flight - Oct 2, 1945

I took off from the Bell Aircraft Factory airstrip at Niagra Falls and it wasn’t long before I was over Indianapolis; there I dropped the King Cobra down to about 500 feet and followed State Road 67 directly to Sandborn. It took less than 15 minutes to fly the ninety miles from Indianapolis. As soon as I spotted Sandborn I dropped down to less than 100 feet and flew directly over my home, rattling the tree tops. It was easy to see Dad and Chuck waving in the back yard. I pulled up to about 2000 feet — peeled off and dived to about 100 feet again, this time making a strafing sweep right down the main street of the tiny town. Mom was standing out in front of her restaurant... Believe me: I was low enough to easily recognize her. Up again and one more dive down to make another sweep over my home to see if I could see my kid sister, Lavon.... I didn’t, so I pulled up, wiggled my wings good bye to Sandborn ....  There's more to this story.  I'll try to finish it in future posts.