In December 1944, I was stationed at Ellington Field in Texas, training cadets to be navigation officers. We were permitted to take weekend trips with a pilot and training officers to destinations close to our hometowns. On this particular trip, our destination was New York City, I was the pilot. After some time, I attempted to contact the control tower -- without success. Our electrical system was down. I was on top of a cloud bank with no beam to descend on. I circled for a while, testing instruments. No gyros were working, and some instruments were disabled by static electricity. Using my fluid compass, I flew north. ★Continue reading: greatergood.me/1doQoSo ~ Support our Troops
Posted on: Wed, 22 Jan 2014 05:00:00 +0000
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