Photo from the front page of the Bicknell Daily News
Chuck and I have always been close buddies; especially when we were growing up. When I was about 8 years old and Chuck at age 6, dad strapped us in the front seat of a barn stormer’s biplane for our first airplane ride. We were not up very long before Chuck unbuckled our safety belt and stood up in the seat so he could see out better. Needless to say, our first airplane ride was cut short. But I think from that day forward, we both had a strong desire to be pilots when we grew up. Our goal was achieved during WWII.


What a story! Did you boys turn your mom prematurely grey?
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