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October 28 - November 10, 2019
thirty-one of the forty pilots hired by the U.S. Postal Service to deliver airmail between 1919 and 1926 were killed in crashes.
“In flying, I tasted the wine of the gods of which [the earthbound] could know nothing. Who valued life more highly, the aviators who spent it on the art they loved, or these misers who doled it out like pennies through their antlike days? I decided that if I could fly for ten years before I was killed in a crash, it would be a worthwhile trade for an ordinary lifetime.”
“Courage is doing what you’re afraid to do,” he famously said. “There can’t be courage unless you’re scared.”
No flying machine will ever fly from New York to Paris. —ORVILLE WRIGHT
They both “had some pretty good shooting,” Doolittle recalled, which apparently improved in direct relation to the amount of champagne they drank.
“From the little we have seen of him, we have derived the impression that he represents all that a man should say, all that a man should do, and all that a man should be.”
Most touchingly, Limerick, Ireland, sent a lace shawl “for Capt. Lindbergh’s mother,” and the children of Patchogue, New York, gave her “a golden thimble set with diamonds.”
Saint-Exupéry was already burdened with a wife, family, and mistress back in France, but somehow he managed to seduce Anne Lindbergh in a single afternoon with his talk
