At the party, she met one of the RAF’s most famous aces, Squadron Leader Douglas Bader, thirty-one years old. He had lost both legs in an air crash a decade earlier, but with the advent of war and the shortage of pilots, he had been approved for combat, and quickly accumulated victories. He walked with two prosthetic legs and never used crutches or a walking stick. “He’s marvelous—” Mary wrote. “I danced with him & he’s so extraordinarily good. He is exemplary of the triumph of life & mind & personality over matter.”
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