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Catch The Wind
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(The previous chapters describe the extremely unusual circumstances in which
a very young and inexperienced new pilot was entrusted with the enormous
task of flying a high performance, complex, multi-engine airplane in busy airspace and in all weather conditions.
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These early chapters relate the efforts of this new pilot to meet these challenges, and, while still
written in language for the pilot and non-pilot alike, describe some more technical and interesting aspects of aviation).
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The following three sample chapters tell of the more personal situations a pilot may experience).
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Catch The Wind
Chapter 11
Chateau de Amour
OR
(What The World Needs Now . . . .)
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( A pilots life is not just a life of flying. . .
Sometimes the excitement and the nature
of the aviation world can create situations
which become deeply personal and can
affect someone for a lifetime. **
One never knows when they will occur . . ) **
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Upon arrival at Quebec City from Jackson that day, Carl O’Malley, Tom Williams, Bob Lamoureux, and I, went to our favorite hotel. **
When we were in Quebec City, we always stayed at the
famous Chateau Fountainbleu Hotel. This elegant old hotel was part of a chain of luxury hotels which extended across Canada. This hotel chain was, at that time, owned by the Trans-Canadian Railroad. **
The Chateau Fountainbleu is a huge, stone-castle like structure, built high on the cliffs over the St. Lawrence River. It has huge ballrooms, uniformed bellboys, and gourmet restaurants.
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Horse drawn carriages line up outside the hotel to take guests on tours of the scenic and historic French - Canadian City.
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We always enjoyed going there.
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When we got to the Hotel, we were told our reservations had been lost and the Hotel was sold out and had no rooms available. **
Upon hearing this, Bob Lamoureux went to a nearby payphone (no cell phones) and made a call. He returned a few minutes later and told us he just telephoned the President of the Trans-Canadian Railroad, the owner of the Hotel. **
Bob was a major customer of the railroad and regularly contracted for hundreds of railroad cars per month in order to transport the lumber from his Jackson mill. **
Within 10 minutes of this phone call, they were provided with a luxurious suite of rooms and I was provided with a small but elegant room in the tower overlooking the river.
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Having risen early that day, and very tired from the stressful flight from Greenville to Jackson, I decided to go to my room to rest for a while. Although small, (there was barely enough room to stand beside the bed), the room was very comfortable and more than adequate for my short stay. **
At about 7 PM that evening, Carl O’Malley phoned to invite me to a party they were having in their suite. I thanked Carl for the invitation, but told him of my plans to leave for Westfield early the next morning and to have some dinner before going to sleep. **
He asked me to stop by on my way to dinner.
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Approaching their suite, I could hear the loud music and laughter of the party all the way down the hall. **
I had been to these parties before and knew what to expect.
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It was a typical O’Malley party. **
There was a stripper dancing on one of the coffee tables. **
I remember thinking how beautiful she was. There were other call-girls entertaining some of the guests and carts of expensive looking food and liquor everywhere.
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I have always been shy around women. I always had girl-friends, but in most of these relationships, I waited for the girl to approach me first. Although I had been intimate with my girlfriends since a very young age, I was still totally intimidated and embarrassed by the type of activity going on that evening in the O’Malley suite. **
It wasn’t that I wouldn’t have liked to spend some time with one of those girls. It was that I was young, naive, and very shy around strange women, especially the type of women in the O’Malley suite that evening. **
Although I grew up in the sixties, I never participated in any of the hippie-type love-ins of that era, or, anything else of that nature. **
I always had a steady girl friend and I liked it that way. **
Although aware of my somewhat shy and reserved nature, the O’Malleys always tried to include me in their parties. **
I usually declined their invitations.
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However, at that moment, I wished I could loosen up a little and be more like them. **
Carl asked again if it was possible for me to stay with them for a few days as it was important he be able to return to Westfield at a moments notice. **
He reminded me of the almost non-existent airline service between Quebec City and Westfield. **
I reluctantly reminded him of the agreement we made, whereby I agreed to take them on this trip but would be unable to stay in Canada with them. **
But, I told Carl I knew how important these lumber deals were and I would probably change my mind and stay with them for as long as they needed me.
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He asked me to stay and have dinner and some fun with them that evening, but, I thanked him and left. **
I decided to have dinner alone in the hotel coffee shop.
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The O’Malleys had made it clear, that, on all of our trips, I was to consider myself to be one of them - that is - I could dine in any of the gourmet restaurants, order any amount of food or drink, or anything else, and charge it to them. **
But, the coffee shop was quicker and more informal so I went there for dinner. **
Sitting there alone in the coffee shop, I knew I could not let Carl down. This was the business world and business must come first. I knew I had to stay in case he needed me.
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Although it had ended successfully, I was still extremely upset by that days flight through the rain and fog from Greenville to the Jackson Lodge Airstrip. **
I wondered what ever possessed me to do such a crazy thing.
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It seemed as though someone else was flying the airplane on that flight to Jackson and I had been only an observer. **
As I looked at the menu, all I could see was the aviation chart on my lap and the ground speeding by below the airplane. I couldn’t help but think how easily things could have turned out differently and how lucky I was to be in this beautiful and peaceful setting.
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I was concerned and disappointed that I had allowed myself to be pressured by my passengers into attempting this flight, and that I had become so obsessed with completing it. **
I decided that, if I did possess exceptional flying skills, I would never allow these skills to be exploited and abused in this manner again. **
This trip was important, but it certainly wasn’t worth getting killed for.
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I stared at the menu in a trance. **
After putting my menu down, I looked up and saw the most beautiful young girl I had ever seen. She was sitting at the next table. I couldn’t help but stare at her. **
When we finally made eye contact, she smiled and shyly looked away. **
I returned my attention to my menu. **
As the waiter approached, I discovered the menu was printed entirely in French. I asked the waiter to explain what these menu items were, but, he didn’t seem to speak English and was un-cooperative. **
The girl at the nearby table got up and started walking toward us. I estimated her to be about 19 years old. **
She had long, light-colored hair. **
She was trim, but very shapely. **
She seemed to wear no make-up and wore casual slacks and blouse. She had the sweet and innocent look of someone’s kid sister . **
She was so beautiful . . . . I was spell-bound.
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She said she overheard my unsuccessful attempts to order dinner and offered to translate the menu for me. **
I was tongue-tied, stuttered and stammered, and probably said something incoherent. **
I wanted to invite her to join me for dinner, but, as hard as I tried, the words wouldn’t come out. **
After a long and extremely painful silence, and, with the sweetest French accent, she asked if I was alone. I told her I was. She said she wasn’t looking forward to having dinner alone and asked if I minded if she joined me. **
I told her I didn’t mind at all. **
It was like a dream.
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From the time she sat down, she started talking freely with that captivating French accent. As she spoke, my head was
spinning. I didn’t hear most of what she was saying, but, I was completely enchanted by the sound of her voice.
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Her name was Nicole. She was from a small town in the central part of the Province of Quebec. She was 20 years old - - - - two years younger than I. She had come to Quebec City to apply for a job. She said she had been interviewed that day and was leaving for home soon.
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Sometimes, when two people meet, a certain
chemistry begins to exist between them . . . . . .
. . a chemistry which enables them to immediately
bond to one another . . a special kind of chemistry
which breaks down all walls or barriers . . . **
To be under the influence of this chemistry is a
rare and euphoric feeling which I have experienced
only a few times in my life. **
The chemistry between Nicole and I, that evening,
grew more and more intense . . . . .
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After a few seconds, I felt strangely at ease and began speaking to her as though we had known each other for years. I told her the reason for our trip and of the ups and downs of the lumber business. She seemed interested. **
We enjoyed dinner together and soon were behaving as though we were old friends.
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She asked if I any had plans for after dinner.
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I told her I didn’t. She said the boardwalk and shops in the Old City down by the River were very pretty this time of night. **
I suggested we go there. . . . She said OK. **
We walked together on the boardwalk, looked in some of the shops, and sat on the benches by the river.
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It was a beautiful night. We had ice cream. **
Walking down by the river, with the colored lights on the boardwalk, was very romantic. There were other couples walking hand in hand. As we started back toward the hotel, we were holding hands too. **
It was like a dream.
**
We went back into the hotel lobby. Although I don’t drink, I suggested we have a drink in the lounge. **
She said OK. **
We sat in a corner booth and ordered wine. **
There was a small band playing slow music. **
Nicole sat very close to me. While we were there, Carl and one of his guests walked in and sat at the bar. I waved to them and they waved back. **
I told Nicole these were the men I brought to Quebec City.
**
After a while, we danced a couple of slow dances. **
Nicole felt warm and wonderful. **
As we were dancing, she held her body close to mine. **
After a few minutes of that, I couldn’t stand it any more and asked her if she wanted to come up to my room and watch TV for a while . . She said OK .
***
(When we got to the room, I remembered that, at
that time, the Chateau Fountainbleu didn’t have TVs
in the guest rooms).
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The next morning, at about 8 AM, the phone rang. **
Nicole was sleeping in my arms. **
The phone woke us both. It was Carl O’Malley. He wanted to know what my plans were. I told him I would stay in Quebec City for a little longer. He asked me to check
with the hotel message desk regularly in case he wanted to
return to Westfield in a hurry.
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When Nicole and I went down to the restaurant for lunch, Carl and his group were also coming in. **
Carl took me aside and asked if I needed any money with which to entertain my new friend.
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That afternoon, Nicole and I took a long ride in one of the horse-drawn carriages. The driver pointed out the historic sights around Quebec City. **
We had the driver drop us off in the old district of the City, walked around some more, and then had dinner in a cozy and intimate French restaurant. **
The candlelight was very romantic. Nicole spoke French to the waiter. It was nice to hear her speak French again.
**
She began telling me about the waiter, the previous night at the Hotel, when she had to order for me. **
She said he probably spoke English very well, but in order to preserve their French culture, many citizens of the Province of Quebec had decided to speak only French. **
It was their feeling that, if someone wanted to come to Quebec, then let them learn to speak French.
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Many of them, like the waiter the previous night, would not speak English, even if they could. **
Many of the citizens of Quebec favored the succession of the Province of Quebec from Canada and wanted Quebec to be a separate country. **
Nicole said she was very proud of her French heritage and very sympathetic to the secessionists.
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We walked all the way back to the Hotel. It was another beautiful night. We walked and laughed and joked all the way.
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I liked her a lot and wanted to ask her to come back to Westfield with me, but I decided to wait for a while. **
I couldn’t imagine her wanting to stay with me in the airplane hangar.
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We spent the entire next day in our hotel room. **
Nicole tried to teach me to speak French. **
I took French lessons while in high school, but never learned to speak it very well. She was patient with me. **
I began to realize, when looking into her eyes, that I was getting feelings inside of me I had never felt before. **
The next day, I took Nicole for a ride in the Twin-Commanche.
**
We flew over the Chateau Fountainbleu, the Old Town, and the St. Lawrence River. **
She was absolutely exuberant and excited. **
I let her fly the airplane from the co-pilots seat. **
It was obvious she was very intelligent. **
She learned quickly and was soon flying very well. **
We shared some intimate moments while the autopilot flew the airplane high over Quebec City. **
I made the landing with Nicole following me through on the controls. **
Afterwards, she was so excited it took a long time for her to calm down. **
Although always affectionate, she was particularly warm and passionate in our hotel room that night.
***
(It is very unusual for a charter pilot to use a
company airplane for a personal flight, but, this
was a unique relationship between myself, my
employers, and the O’Malleys).
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At about 3 AM that morning, I was awake. Nicole was sleeping with her head on my chest. **
I’d had girlfriends before, but I knew that this one was very special. **
It was surprising how we had become so close after such a short time together. **
I thought of the flight, the other day, through the valley from Greenville to Jackson and began to realize that, had I not gotten through to Jackson, I would not have met Nicole. **
Maybe some good was to come from that crazy flight.
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Laying there with the moonlight shining through the curtains, I couldn’t sleep. I looked at Nicole and remember thinking she had the face of an angel. **
It certainly was the face of an angel . . . . . . . .
**
Then, I finally figured it out. **
I finally realized what happened.
**
I concluded that I hadn’t made it to Jackson, the other day, after all. I must have crashed into a mountain and been killed . . . . I was dead and was now in Heaven.
**
I thought further on this subject and decided this was not what we were taught Heaven would be like. But, I figured, if asked to design my idea of Heaven, I couldn’t possibly design anything more Heavenly than this. **
In my half-asleep and semi-conscious state, I tried and tried to remember something about the crash that killed me, but I couldn’t remember anything about it.
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I thought, that evening, what I was to think many more times throughout my flying career . . . that . . . the life of a pilot is a life of rapid and continuing contrasts. **
Because airplanes travel so fast, at one moment, a pilot may be in New York City, or Washington DC, or some other highly sophisticated and exciting environment, in the company of the business and political leaders of the world, and a short time later, be in a rural setting, surrounded by people who have never been more than a few miles from their homes. **
At one moment, you may be speeding at tree top level over a barely visible road, looking death squarely in the eye, using every bit of knowledge, skill, and experience you possess in order to stay alive, with your heart pounding like a sledgehammer inside your chest, and a short time later, be in a safe, quiet, and peaceful setting, with a beautiful girl asleep in your arms.
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These sort of continuous and extreme contrasts can mess up your mind, but they go on, day in and day out, throughout the career of a pilot.
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The following day, Nicole asked if I would go with her to meet her family. I told her I would like that very much, but, her home was too far away and Carl needed me to stay closeby in case we had to leave for Westfield in a hurry. She seemed disappointed. **
We spent the day exploring close to the Hotel. That night, we had a very nice and romantic dinner in the Hotel restaurant . . . . It was like a dream.
**
The next morning, Carl called again. He asked if I was going to stay another day. I said I would. He said we would probably be leaving for Westfield the next day. **
Knowing my time with Nicole may be coming to an end, after the phone call from Carl that morning, time seemed to race by at an incredible rate. . . Tempus fuget. . . **
I did not want this trip to end.
**
Nicole and I spent another enjoyable day together. **
We took the ferryboat ride on the St. Lawrence River.
**
She was very quiet and seemed to hold me tighter than usual. She seemed to be confused and upset. **
She hugged me and put her head on my shoulder at every opportunity. **
The way she was talking and the things she was saying made me suspect she had a lot on her mind that was troubling her, but I didn’t ask her what it was. **
I probably should have . . . She might have told me.
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We went back to our room early and spent the rest of the afternoon and evening there.
We had room service bring dinner to our room.
**
Late that night, I asked Nicole if she wanted to continue with our relationship. **
She said she was hurt that I would ask her such a thing. **
She said she wanted to make sure, before I left Quebec City, that I knew that the past few days had been the happiest days of her life. **
She said she wanted me to stay with her in Canada and not leave. **
She said the draft board would never find us in Quebec.
**
She said she loved me. **
I told Nicole I felt the same way, and told her that, even though we had only known each other for a short time, I felt
closer to her than I had ever felt toward another person.
**
She began to cry. **
She said she hoped I would love her as much tomorrow.
I didn’t know what she meant by that. **
Maybe I should have asked her . . She might have told me. **
I didn’t sleep well that night and could tell that Nicole was also awake.
**
The next morning, Carl called. He said they would be ready to leave the hotel at about 11 AM. He wanted to be back in Westfield by 2 PM. We agreed to meet at the airport
and be ready to take-off at 11:30. **
I told Nicole I would be back in a couple of days.
**
Nicole said she needed to hurry to catch her bus back home at 9 o’clock. As she left she put her arms around me, held me tightly, and whispered, “Je vous aime beaucoup.”
**
As soon as I closed the door to our room, it seemed like a part of me was missing.
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The room was cold and empty without Nicole. **
I showered quickly, packed my suitcase, and left the room.
**
In the previous chapter, I stated that this was to
be one of the most memorable trips of my life.
**
Leaving the hotel room at the Chateau Fountainbleu
that morning, I was not prepared for the shock that
was coming . . . .
**
Arriving in the lobby, I saw the call-girls that had been in Carls suite the first night. They were all the way across the lobby and couldn’t see me. As I got off the elevator, I saw Carl give these girls, what looked like, a lot of money.
**
There was another girl with them. **
She walked up to Carl and Carl gave this other girl, what looked like, a lot of money. . . **
. . . This other girl was Nicole . . . **
. . . It couldn’t be Nicole . . . but it was. . . **
She ran across the hotel lobby, out of the building, and down the driveway of the hotel.
**
Realizing what was happening, it felt like I had been hit with a million volts of electricity. My knees suddenly felt weak and I had to sit in a nearby chair. **
Confused, stunned, and in shock, I didn’t know what to do or what to think. **
At first, I was angry at Carl. But, I also knew he was
struggling with a very serious business crisis and he needed me to stay with him in Quebec City. **
He had to do what he had to do to convince me to stay. **
How was he to know I would be so naive and so stupid. **
I also knew he meant me no harm.
**
Quite the opposite, I had spent 6 days and nights in Heaven.
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I went to the Airport and waited for Carl and his party to arrive. The weather was clear all the way from Quebec City to Westfield. Bob Lamoureux decided not to go back to his mill at Jackson and to go to Westfield with us. **
I didn’t say much during the flight. **
Carl was sitting beside me in the Co-Pilots seat. **
He, Tom, and Bob, talked quite a bit. **
Apparently, the trip had been a success. Bob Lamoureux, and some of the other mill owners, had been persuaded to sell the O’Malley Lumber Company enough lumber to satisfy their immediate needs. **
Carl had done it. **
I always admired the O’Malleys’, but this trip further
convinced me they were professional and competent managers who were totally devoted to the success of their business and were prepared to do whatever might be necessary to achieve this success.
**
About half-way back to Westfield, Carl asked why I looked so grim. He said there should still be enough time left to salvage some of my vacation. **
I reminded him I had informed him, in his suite the first night, that I was going to stay with him in Quebec City, and he didn’t have to go to so much trouble to get me to stay. **
I told him I knew how important this trip was and would never have let him down by leaving him stranded in Canada, and, all the trouble and expense he went through to get me to stay was unnecessary. **
I apologized for causing him so much worry and trouble. **
Carl paused for a few seconds. He said I must have found out about Nicole. I told him I saw him give her money. **
But, I also told him, that, in spite of everything, I wouldn’t
trade the last few days for anything in the World.
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Carl said Nicole seemed to be very upset that morning and he was surprised at the way she ran out of the Hotel. **
He said she was very nervous when he gave her the money. He said Nicole asked him not to tell me that he arranged for us to meet and he promised her he would not. **
It was a good thing the flight to Westfield was easy because my mind was far away from the airplane.
**
After a while, I remembered to tell Carl that I had taken Nicole for a ride in the airplane and I would pay our company for the extra flight time. **
Carl said he would take care of it.
**
I thought about that very special girl and of the experience we just shared and didn’t care how we met. I already missed Nicole and looked forward to seeing her again. **
I believed then, and still believe today, that, regardless of the circumstances of our meeting, she really meant all of the things she said during that unforgettable week. **
Maybe that’s why I remember her so dearly.
**
However, as the next chapter will describe, things were happening and things were changing very quickly during that time. **
Many things prevented me from continuing with the relationship with Nicole, including the knowledge that I had
no place for us to live, earned very little money, and didn’t think I could adequately provide for such a girl. **
I was very aware that the image Nicole had of me, that of a hot-shot pilot, living in a luxury hotel, with an unlimited expense account, was not an accurate one. **
In addition, I knew from experience that an airplane can be a very powerful aphrodisiac. **
And, there were other obvious things to consider . . .
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Although I told her I would call her as soon as I got back to Westfield, I didn’t. I meant to and I wanted to, but I didn’t . . . **
Time went by and time passed by. **
I never saw or heard from Nicole again.
**
After all these years, I still miss Nicole, think of her often, and still wonder what we may have missed.
I hope life has been kind to her.
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I am fortunate to have had other similar
experiences throughout my life as a pilot.
But, if I had a time machine and if I could go
back and re-live any week of my life, I would choose
to go back and re-live the week I spent in Heaven,
with Nicole Beaudrie, at the Chateau Fountainbleu
Hotel in Quebec City . . The Chateau de Amour.
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Catch The Wind
Chapter 5
Pennies From Heaven
OR
( The High and the Mighty )
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( I guess everyone must have their own impression
of what a career in aviation might be like.
Things don’t always turn out to be the way one
would expect).
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My first day at my new job as flight instructor was not
what I expected.
**I thought I was going to conduct a routine training flight with a new student . . . . I was not prepared for the near disaster that was about to occur. . .
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**
Flight instructing (Teaching people to fly) is considered by many pilots to be one of the lowliest jobs in aviation. **
In order to have a chance of getting a decent flying job, a pilot must have at least some experience. **
Many pilots with new commercial licenses accept this tedious but necessary employment because it may be the only way to accumulate the required flying “Hours” and experience needed to begin the search for a “Real flying job”. **
During the two years I spent as a flight instructor for Aero
Aviation at Barnes Airport in Westfield Massachusetts, I did the best I could to enjoy the job. . . and I did enjoy it.
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(The Westfield/Barnes Municipal Airport has some
notoriety as it is the site of a famous accident.
**
In 1964, a twin-engine Aero Commander, carrying
Massachusetts Senator Edward (Ted) Kennedy, and
Indiana Senator Birch Bayh, crashed into an apple
orchard, just North of the Airport, while attempting
to land in bad weather. **
Senator Kennedy suffered a broken back, Senator
Bayh was injured, and the pilot and one passenger were killed.)
 Westfield/Barnes Airport
**
While flying at Barnes Airport, I never considered flight
instructing to be a lowly job and looked forward to going to
work every day. **
Because of the amount of time, study, effort, and money, required to learn to fly, the drop-out rate for new student pilots is very high. However, I believe our efforts to make learning to fly seem enjoyable, easy, and fun, was one of the reasons very few of our students dropped out.
**
Many of our students, after obtaining their pilots licenses,
went on to purchase airplanes from our company.
The sale of these airplanes was how our company made much of its profits and was one of the reasons for the existence of the flight school.
**
I believe another reason for the low drop-out rate for our
students was, among other things, we attempted to create a positive first impression of flying and of learning to fly. **
Many instructors, on a first flight with a new passenger or student, may attempt to impress the new flyer, or, may try to show how much “Fun” flying is, by performing aerobatic maneuvers, or doing other things, like flying upside down, spinning, or other similar actions. **
Almost all airshows, movies, or TV shows, when showing an airplane in flight, show the airplanes doing these kinds of stunts. I believe the average non-pilot may be unaware that this kind of flying is unusual and may think everyone flies this way.
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I believe the flight schools would have more students if the average non-pilot didn’t have this mistaken image of flying. **
Unlike some pilots, I don’t, and never did, enjoy doing
stunts in an airplane. **
Living at the Westfield Airport, I was often asked to take a ride with someone in an aerobatic airplane. **
I never did, no matter how many times they asked me. **
The only time I ever spun an airplane was during the
training for my flight instructor certificate as the ability to
recover from spins is a requirement for this rating. **
I hated every minute of it. **
In my opinion, flying, and looking down on our beautiful
Earth from high above, is, in itself, exciting enough, without trying to make it more exciting. **
I acknowledge that many pilots may not agree with me and I respect every pilots desire to enjoy flying in his or her own way.
**
An airplane, even a relatively simple trainer, and, in fact,
the entire world of aviation, can be very intimidating to a
new student, especially if the student is overwhelmed with
too much information, too soon. **
Every instructor has his or her own method of teaching.
Like many instructors, it was my teaching method to try to make the first few hours of flight training seem as easy and uncomplicated as possible.
**
We used the Piper Cherokee 140 as our flight trainer. The
Cherokee is a low wing, single-engine, four place airplane. **
The student and the instructor sit side by side in the front seats. **
Both of the front seats are equipped with fully functioning
flight controls. The airplane can be safely flown from either
of the front seats.
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On all of our training flights, our students occupied the left front seat which is the traditional pilots (Captains) seat. **
This side by side seating arrangement is much easier than
some of the older trainers, where the instructor and student often sat one behind the other, sometimes in open cockpits. **
This older seating style made communications between the instructor and the student much more difficult. **
The newer airplanes are also much quieter, much more stable in flight, and much easier to fly.
**
The Cherokee 140, like most modern trainers, is equipped
with “Tricycle” landing gear, which consists of two main
wheels, one under each wing, and a nosewheel in front.
The airplane sits level on the ground which enables the pilot to easily see over the nose while taxiing. **
 Piper Cherokee
**
The older trainers had “conventional landing gear” and
were called “Tail draggers” because they had a tailwheel
instead of a nosewheel. These tail draggers were much more difficult to land as they had a tendency to “ground loop”
(spin around) on the runway on landing and required much
more skill to control while slowing down. Tail draggers were also much more difficult to taxi and steer as the nose of the airplane was tilted up, making it very difficult
to see ahead. The pilot had to “zig-zag” left and right while taxiing in order to see forward out of the side windows.
 Taildragger (Cessna 120)
**
During the first few training flights, I conducted a review of the airplane and its systems and instructed the student through the pre-flight inspection procedure. **
We also went through the engine start procedure, taxiing the airplane to the runway, and the take-off. **
I did the steering during taxi and did the take-off from the right seat with the student “following me through” by holding on to the other control yoke.
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Sometimes the student might mistakenly believe he or she was actually flying the airplane.
**
During the first few flights, I would make sure, at all times, whether the student or I was flying, that the airplane never moved in an uncontrolled or frightening way. **
On subsequent flights, as the student gained confidence and began to feel more comfortable in the airplane, I would gradually shift more flight duties to the student and allow the student to discover and experience the reaction of the airplane to incorrect control input. **
As stated earlier, it is my opinion that one of the reasons
for the high drop-out rate for new student pilots is due to the student being frightened and/or intimidated in the early
stages of flight lessons. **
I always tried my best to make sure this never happened.
**
During my days as a flight instructor at Barnes Airport, I
was, as most instructors are, very protective of my students
and was always fearful for their safety. **
Aware of my limited teaching experience, I wanted to be sure I didn’t leave anything out. **
I spent many, many, hours, often for free, teaching and re- teaching my students the things I felt were particularly im-
portant. **
Remembering the foolish things we did as student pilots in
Florida (some not mentioned in the previous chapter), I was somewhat relieved in the knowledge that, at our smaller school, we seemed to have more control of our students than the much larger school in Florida had over us. **
Fortunately, there were no accidents involving our primary flight students while they were learning to fly.
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**
I tried to make my students feel they were part of a close
group of individuals with the same goals, and tried to make them feel (minus the flying antics) the way we felt at the flight school in Florida in those enjoyable days of the past. **
I felt that sort of camaraderie among flight students made learning to fly seem easier and more enjoyable.
**
Soon after beginning as an instructor at Aero Aviation, I
was put in charge of the Primary Flight School -that is- I was responsible for the training of all the beginning students who were working toward their Private Pilots Licenses. **
Herb Barrett, the Chief Pilot, was responsible for all of the
advanced students - that is - those students working to obtain their Commercial Pilots Licenses, Instrument, and
Multi- Engine ratings.
**
Often, at the end of the day, the students and others, some
of whom were private pilots who owned airplanes based at
Westfield, would find their way to our school office for a
session of socializing and for the telling of aviation stories.
**
This practice is known among pilots as “Hanger flying”.
**
Very often, we would use the airplanes to fly to some
nearby airport with a restaurant and continue our aviation
talk over dinner. **
Upon returning to Westfield, and after everyone had left, I
would retire to my loft/bunk above the school office, which
occupied a corner of our huge hangar. This loft was where I
lived in those early days as I was still planning to return to
Florida and was still expecting to be drafted at any time.
**
Late at night, I would enjoy looking at the airplanes in the hangar and liked to listen to the wind blowing against the hangars huge sides. **
I always had the radio scanner tuned to various Air Traffic Control frequencies.
**
Although I earned very little money, it was a good life which I recall with great fondness. **
I believe this closeness to the airport and the airplanes, at this young age, produced a bond between me and the world
of aviation which has lasted a lifetime.
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Getting back to my first day as a flight instructor
in early 1971
**
On that first day as a flight instructor, I was expecting to
conduct a flight lesson with a “primary” student - that is - a new student working toward obtaining a private pilots license. **
Upon entering the school office, I was cornered by Herb
Barrett, the chief pilot. **
I had known Herb for a few years as he had also been the chief pilot and had been one of my instructors when I learned to fly at this school, 3 years earlier. **
Now he was my boss. **
Herb was a very experience retired Air Force fighter pilot. **
Although he was a kind and personable man, he was a firm and demanding employer who brought his military style and procedures to our flight school. Herb resembled and sounded a lot like the movie actor, Walter Matthau. **
I admired and respected Herb and was very proud to be
working with him. **
Herb expected things to be done exactly as he directed and
he accepted no excuses. He also enjoyed a certain amount of
a somewhat sadistic sense of humor. He enjoyed such things as sticking a new instructor with a difficult student. **
That was to be my fate on my first day at work.
**
FATHER DUNLAP
**
As I walked into the flight office, that first day, Herb told me I was not going to be flying with a primary student as had been originally planned. Instead, I would be flying on an instrument training flight with Father Dunlap.
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Although I did have an instrument rating, and although I
was an airplane flight instructor, I was not an instrument
flight instructor, which is a separate FAA License. **
Except for very basic instrument instruction given in the
earliest part of flight training, airplane flight instructors do not normally give formal instrument flight instruction. **
Herb informed me that Father Dunlap had already logged
enough flight time with an instrument flight instructor to qualify him for an instrument rating and this would only be a practice flight for him.
**
Father Robert Dunlap was a defrocked Catholic Priest who
was removed from the Priesthood because of his romantic
involvement with a wealthy widow. **
Mary Robinson, Father Dunlaps’ lady friend, had been married to a successful doctor, now deceased, and had herself been the private secretary to a high ranking official of the General Electric Company in Pittsfield Massachusetts. **
She owned an elegant estate on a lake near Pittsfield which she now shared with Father Dunlap. **
Upon becoming involved with Father Dunlap, she had,
among other things, purchased a new Piper Cherokee 180 airplane for him. **
She also paid for his flight lessons, ground schools, and all the necessary supplies. **
Mary accompanied Father Dunlap, sitting in the back seat of their airplane, on all his training flights, and during all classroom sessions. **
Although in her late 50’s or early 60’s, she was still a very
attractive woman. She was very trim and appeared to be in
excellent physical condition. She always wore a perfectly
tailored business suit and skirt. Her blonde hair was always pulled tightly back in a businesslike fashion.
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She always carried a steno pad and took down everything
said in the classroom and in the airplane. She also wrote down all informal conversations involving Father Dunlap.
**
Upon overhearing Herb inform me I was to fly with
Father Dunlap, some of the office personnel acted as though
I just received a death sentence.
**
While walking past them, and out onto the aircraft ramp,
I could hear their muffled laughter. They shouted to me to
“Hang on” and wished me “Good luck”. **
This should have been a warning to me. I wondered what they were talking about, but, obediently followed Herbs instructions. **
I was ready to meet and greet my very first flight student.
**
Father Dunlap appeared to be about 55 years old. Upon
seeing him for the first time, I was immediately shocked by
his enormous physical size. Although of average height, I
estimated his weight to be approximately 400 pounds. **
I now realized why they purchased a Piper Cherokee 180, rather than the less expensive Cherokee 140. The 180 has more engine power and is capable of carrying more weight.
**
Looking at Father Dunlap, it was obvious we needed every bit of that extra horsepower. **
I was confident this airplane could lift this excessive weight. However, although my weight was only about 130
pounds, I wondered if the cabin would be wide enough for
both of us to sit side by side.
**
The front seats in the Cherokee 180 are about 18 inches
wide. There is a gap between the seats which is about 6 inches wide. In this space between the seats there is a lever, similar in appearance to the parking brake handle in a car.
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This lever, when raised and lowered, extends and retracts
the airplanes wing flaps. **
The flaps are normally extended (lowered) for landing.
**
The Piper Cherokee 180 is similar in appearance to the
140. They are both low-wing, single-engine, airplanes. Like
the 140, the 180 has only one door for entry and exit.
This door is located on the right side of the cabin. **
In order to enter the cabin, one must step onto a small step-ledge attached to the fuselage behind the right wing and
then step up onto the wing. One then takes 2 or 3 steps forward and enters the cabin through the door. **
After we performed the pre-flight inspection, we boarded
the airplane for our flight. Mary was the first to enter the
airplane. She did this easily and gracefully and sat in the
right rear seat, behind the instructors seat, so she could see and speak, crosswise, to Father Dunlap, who would be sitting in the left front pilot seat. **
The right front seat back flips forward for entry into the rear seats, as in a two door automobile. **
After Mary was seated, Father Dunlap stepped up onto the
step-ledge and up onto the wing. The airplane shuddered
under this heavy load and sank lower onto the wheel struts. **
Father Dunlap then squeezed, backside first, through the door. He had some difficulty in doing this. He became stuck. Mary and I had to push, pull, and shove him through the door, across my seat, across the cabin, and into the pilots seat on the left side of the cabin. **
When he finally maneuvered into the pilots seat, which took a little while, he was sweating and exhausted. **
All of his charts and other accessories, which had been neatly arranged by Mary, were now scattered all over the cabin floor. **
Father Dunlap was unable to bend over to re-gather these items, so Mary and I did this for him.
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Looking at Father Dunlap sitting in his airplane, I wondered what I was getting into. His right side and legs completely covered his seat, crossed the gap between the seats
in which the flap handle is located, and went well onto my seat.
**
Father Dunlap said he was unable to operate the flaps and, therefore, had to land at a higher than normal airspeed. **
I silently cursed my boss, Herb Barrett, now realizing why a highly disciplined pilot like Herb would avoid flying with Father Dunlap and would regularly stick some unsuspecting new instructor with this student.
Cherokee 180 Instrument Panel
**
Unlike many pilots, I don’t like to use radio earphones,
boom microphones, or other similar gadgets while flying. **
I usually use a hand held microphone and rely on the overhead cabin speaker for radio communications. **
I also don’t use any of the many other gadgets available to
assist pilots in computing the information and correct procedures necessary for instrument flight. I try to compute
everything in my head or use a single clipboard and pencil
and paper to make these computations.
**
I suspect this preference dates back to my experiences with Father Dunlap.
**
Standing there, that day, looking at Father Dunlap sitting in the pilots seat of his airplane, I couldn’t believe my eyes. **
As mentioned, he was an extremely large man who barely fit into the airplane. He had to use a seat belt extension as the normal seat belt was not long enough to fit around him. **
His body occupied all of his seat and part of mine. **
He put on a set of headphones, and plugged its long coiled wire into the receptacle on the instrument panel. Onto this
headset, he attached a telephone operator-style boom microphone, with its long coiled wire also plugged into the instrument panel.
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Attached to each of Father Dunlaps huge legs were gadgets called “Third hands”, which were similar to large paper clip like devices held onto his lap by elastic straps wrapped around each leg. Each of these “third hands” held various
instrument charts. **
He attached an incredible amount of gadgets to the control yoke. There were several clamps holding a variety
of these gadgets. There were clamps holding a stopwatch, a
notepad, and various slide-rule type computers, which are supposed to assist the pilot in computing such things as, the
timing of instrument approaches, various holding pattern
entry and exit procedures, reciprocal headings, and many other things most instrument pilots compute in their heads or recall from memory. **
As the weather was clear for this flight, Father Dunlap had placed an instrument training “Hood/visor” on his head. **
This hood was in the “up” position and was to be lowered after take-off to restrict his vision to the instrument panel and to prevent him from seeing outside the airplane during this instrument training flight. **
Father Dunlap appeared to be completely covered by these
gadgets, wires, charts, and things, to the point where I wondered how he could even move. It was an incredible sight
like I had never seen before and will never forget.
**
In the rear seat sat Mary Robinson, steno pad in hand, and
ready to assist Father Dunlap in copying various clearances
and instructions. **
I was amazed. I had never seen a pilot with a secretary before.
**
During the training required to obtain a flight instructors
certificate, we are informed of our responsibility to evaluate
student pilots and to discourage those persons who we feel
are not suited to flying from continuing with flying lessons.
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I have always been uncomfortable with the idea of, what I
consider to be, “Playing God” with other peoples lives. **
I have, rather than discouraging people from learning to fly, chose to spend extra time with difficult students in the
hope that they will either improve, or, that they will become discouraged and decide to quit on their own. **
In the case of Father Dunlap, there were some other factors which had to be considered. **
Our aircraft salesman, Bud Crawford, had become a close
personal friend of mine. It was Bud who got me this job at Aero Aviation. It was also Bud who sold Father Dunlap and Mary Robinson their airplane. **
The company made a large profit on the sale of this airplane and Bud had received a sizable commission. **
Although Father Dunlap obtained his Private Pilots
License as a young man, many years earlier, one of the conditions of this aircraft sale was that our company would provide Father Dunlap with an instrument rating.
**
So, I was told, Father Dunlap was here to stay. **
Looking at Father Dunlap sitting in his airplane that day, ready for our training flight, squeezed into the pilots seat, and almost covered with all sorts of aviation paraphernalia, I seriously reconsidered my thinking on whether or not an instructor should discourage a student from learning to fly . . . This was not what I expected on my first day.
**
Father Dunlap and Herb had previously planned this
instrument (IFR) flight. It was to be a round trip flight from Westfield to Albany New York. We reviewed what they had already gone over. We planned to make the instrument approach to the Albany Airport, but not actually land there. **
We anticipated the round trip, including the time needed to execute the ILS approach, would take about two hours.
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(When the weather is good, aircraft are allowed to operate under Visual Flight Rules (VFR). **
When operating VFR, aircraft are essentially unregulated and are not required to be in contact with Air Traffic Control. In fact, unless flying near a busy airport, some VFR aircraft are not even equipped with radios. **
In order to fly under VFR, an aircraft must be operating in good weather -that is- high cloud ceilings and with good visibility. **
An aircraft may not fly VFR within the clouds or in other conditions of bad weather and/or poor visibility. **
But, on an Instrument Flight Plan, operating under Instrument Flight Rules (IFR), and regardless of whether the weather is good or bad, the aircraft route and altitude are directed from the ground by various air traffic control (ATC) facilities. The pilot is required to follow these ATC directions by flying the assigned course and by maintaining the assigned altitude. **
In doing so, the IFR aircraft is assured separation from all other aircraft which are operating under IFR. **
(Aircraft operating under IFR in good weather are not guaranteed separation from aircraft which may be operating under VFR).
**The directions from ATC to aircraft operating under IFR are called a “clearance”. **
This clearance is normally given to the pilot, prior to take-off, by the control tower of the departure airport. **
This is usually done on a separate radio frequency from the primary control tower frequencies. (All radio frequencies are listed on IFR charts which the IFR pilot is required to have). **
Since the same radio frequency is used by the Tower for issuing clearances to many different aircraft, this clearance is sometimes delivered very quickly.
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It is the responsibility of the pilot to correctly “copy” this clearance and to repeat it back to the Tower to be sure it has been correctly copied.
**
Correctly copying IFR clearances is something a student instrument pilot is required to practice. Pilots develop their own shorthand in order to quickly and accurately copy these IFR clearances. **
Having to correct an inaccurately copied clearance can disrupt the operations of a busy airport and delay the flow of traffic. This is not so much a problem at less busy airports like Westfield. But, at “High-density” airports, like Boston, New York, or Washington DC, the clearance delivery radio frequency may be so congested it is sometimes difficult for a pilot to even “Break-in” to request the clearance.
**
Under these extremely busy conditions, ATC having to correct an inaccurately copied clearance can be very disruptive to the efficient operation of the airport.
**
This is particularly true when the weather is bad, as, under conditions of low cloud ceiling and low visibility, all aircraft are required to operate under IFR. **
In addition, all aircraft are required to operate under IFR at altitudes above 18,000 feet. **
Therefore, almost all scheduled airlines operate under IFR regardless of the weather.
**
A pilot may not operate an aircraft under IFR unless he or she possesses an FAA Instrument Rating. **
This is what Father Dunlap was working to acquire. **
An Instrument Rating is considered somewhat difficult to obtain as it requires substantial studying, knowledge, training, and practice, for a pilot to safely operate an aircraft under IFR within the highly complex FAA Air Traffic Control System.)
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**
As we taxied out to the runway that day, I was pinned
between Father Dunlap and the door and was barely able to
move. **
It had been almost impossible to close the cabin door. **
Because of his enormous size, Father Dunlap seemed to be
having difficulty in moving the flight controls. **
I asked him to demonstrate that he was able to do so. **
After moving his seat to its most rearward position, and adjusting the various gadgets attached to him, he was able to adequately move the controls to my satisfaction.
**
As we reached the runway, Father Dunlap performed the
engine “Run-up”. This is a procedure, done prior to take-off,
in which the pilot checks the various aircraft systems, such as the engine magnetos, the carburetor heat, the indications
of the engine gauges, and in which he or she reviews the pre-take off checklist. **
Father Dunlap did all these things correctly and we were ready for take-off. **
After the run-up, the tower advised us that they had our clearance. (The clearance must be coordinated between the various ATC facilities which will be handling the IFR flight before being issued to the pilot.) They requested we advise them when we were “ready to copy”. **
This notice gives the pilot time to find his or her pencil and paper or otherwise prepare to copy the clearance. **
Father Dunlap had lost his pen. Mary then provided him with one from the rear seat. Father Dunlap advised the Tower that we were “ready to copy”. **
The Tower began our clearance.
**
We were cleared to the
Albany Airport via direct to the Chester VOR (The Chester VOR is an aircraft radio navigation beacon located on a hilltop about 10 miles Northwest of Westfield) and then direct to the Albany VOR (the Albany VOR is located at the Albany Airport).
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We were to maintain an altitude of 6000 feet. **
We were, after take-off, to contact the Bradley Departure Control (The FAA Radar Facility at the Bradley International Airport, 12 miles South of Westfield, controls the IFR traffic operating at the Westfield Airport) on their radio frequency of 124.8, and we were to “squawk” 3525.
**
(The squawk is a 4 digit numerical code the pilot enters into the aircraft’s transponder. The transponder is a small radio on the aircrafts instrument panel, similar in appearance to a car radio. The transponder sends a coded radio signal which enables Air Traffic Control radar to more easily identify and differentiate between aircraft).
**
Again, the very short clearance to be copied was - ”Cleared to the Albany Airport, via direct Chester, direct Albany, maintain 6000 feet, contact Bradley Departure on 124.8 , squawk 3525”. **
I was relieved this clearance was relatively simple and I was sure Father Dunlap had copied it correctly. However, Father Dunlap incorrectly read it back. For the second time,
the Tower delivered our clearance, and for the second time
Father Dunlap read it back incorrectly. **
The Control Tower delivered this simple clearance for the third time. This time, before Father Dunlap had a chance to
try to read it back, Mary leaned over from the rear seat and handed Father Dunlap a piece of paper on which she had correctly written, in longhand, our clearance. **
Father Dunlap then correctly read the clearance back to the
Tower from the paper Mary provided to him. **
I knew this was not a good start for our flight or for our relationship. **
Together, prior to take-off, we reviewed our clearance on the IFR charts, set the communication and navigation radios, and set the assigned code into the transponder.
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**
Father Dunlap then informed the Control Tower that we
were “ready for take-off”. **
The tower advised us we were “cleared for take-off.” **
Father Dunlap taxied our airplane onto the runway, lined
up with the centerline, and applied full power for take-off.
**
I had flown in the Cherokee 180 airplane before and was
always impressed with the extra power and with the rapid
acceleration. As Father Dunlap advanced the throttle, we
were immediately thrust rearward and were pinned to our
seat backs as the airplane roared down the runway. **
At 80 miles per hour, Father Dunlap abruptly pulled back
on the control yoke. The airplane lifted off the runway and entered a steep climb which further pinned us against our seat backs. I informed Father Dunlap he was climbing too steeply and began to apply some forward pressure on the control yoke in order to reduce this steep angle of climb. **
However, before I could do so, something unexpected happened I had never seen before and haven’t seen since.
**
Just after lifting off the runway, and just after our airplane
entered this very steep climb, I heard the horrible sound of
ripping and bending metal and saw an incredible sight.
**
I saw Father Dunlap disappear from his former front seat position. **
His seat mounts had ripped from the aircraft floor, and his seat, with him still in it, was thrown into the back seat area of the airplane. **
Fathers Dunlaps’ head was now on the left rear seat and his legs and feet were kicking wildly on the cabin roof above the pilots seat. **
All of his gadgets and charts, which had been previously attached to various parts of the airplane, and to various parts of Father Dunlap, were now flying around inside the
airplane.
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The long coiled wires, which were attached to his headset
and boom mike, and which had been plugged into the
instrument panel, had ripped out of their sockets and were
springing around inside the cabin. **
It was a scene I will never forget.
**
Fortunately, Father Dunlap released his grip on the control yoke as he fell backward. Had he not done so, I am sure I would not have been able to overcome his tremendous strength and weight and the airplane would have probably started to loop back onto the runway, stalled, or otherwise gone out of control. **
But he did let go. I quickly took control of the airplane
and shallowed the angle of climb. I informed the Control
Tower that we were canceling our flight and would be
landing as soon as possible. The Westfield Tower acknowledged this message immediately and cleared us to land.
**
As Westfield is a relatively small airport, all of us who
worked there, including the FAA personnel who worked in
the Control Tower, knew each other and were friends. **
It was Al Dunn who was working in the tower that day. **
As it is very unusual for an airplane to return for landing
so soon after take-off, Al knew something must be wrong. **
He asked if we needed any assistance. **
I informed him we had experienced a problem, but we were OK.
**
Meanwhile, in our airplane, Mary had begun screaming
and trying in vain to push Father Dunlap back into the upright position. **
Father Dunlap was screaming at Mary to help him up and was still kicking and struggling to right himself, and I was attempting, with all this chaos going on, amid this blizzard of debris and wires floating around inside of our airplane, to circle back for a landing.
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The airplane shook in response to Father Dunlaps wild movements, but, we landed safely.
**
As we taxied back toward our school parking ramp, Father
Dunlap still could not get upright. His head was still on the
rear seat beside Mary, but, he had stopped struggling and
he had stopped kicking. **
I was shocked, confused, and very quiet.
**
My first day at my new job as a Flight Instructor had not been what I expected.
**
While taxiing back to the ramp, I radioed our school office
on our school radio frequency and informed them that we would need assistance in removing Father Dunlap from his
airplane. **
As our school office constantly monitored the control tower radio frequency, they had been listening, as always, to our conversations with the tower and they already knew
something was wrong. **
As we stopped in front of our hangar, a group of people
had gathered. Some of our office personnel, some of our
other students, and my boss, Herb Barrett, were waiting for
us.
**
Our mechanics were also there to assist Father Dunlap and to assess the damage to his airplane.
**
I got out of the airplane as the mechanics climbed aboard.
**
I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. I could see everyone there was struggling to control their laughter.
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Everyone but Herb. **
He sternly asked me what the Devil had happened. **
I explained. **
Herb walked around the airplane, looked inside to see Father Dunlap being assisted by the mechanics, and just stood there, scratching his head.
**
I wondered if I would be fired from my very first flying job on my very first day.
**
As he walked back toward his office, Herb told me he had
scheduled me for several flights the following day and I
should be sure to check the flight schedule.
**
That night, I couldn’t sleep. **
As I thought of what happened that day, I suddenly began to laugh out loud. **
I laughed for a while before falling asleep.
**
It was quite a first day for a flying career.
**
In spite of this disastrous first encounter, Father Dunlap, Mary Robinson, and I, became good friends. **
Father Dunlap proved to be a very warm, friendly, and generous person, as did Mary.
**
They often invited me to spend time with them at their estate on the lake. **
I enjoyed their company very much.
**
I flew with Father Dunlap a few more times after that first
unforgettable flight. **
He had great difficulty learning instrument procedures.
**
After a while, he began to schedule his lessons farther and farther apart and eventually dropped his lessons.
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To my knowledge, Father Dunlap never did get his Instrument Rating. **
They eventually sold their airplane and did not continue flying
**
As all this happened long ago, I often wonder what became
of my good friends Father Robert Dunlap and Mary Robinson and I hope they had a happy life together.
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Catch The Wind
Chapter 9
The Bomber
OR
(My Heroes Have Always Been Cowboys)
***
(Earlier in this book, this writer stated that,
in the past, pilots were given a great deal of
deference by the public and by the various
government agencies. **
We were given an incredible amount of freedom,
seemed to run the system, and could do almost
anything we wanted to do).
- - - - - - - - - - -
**
By far, the most important customer of Aero Aviation was a very famous multi-millionaire from New York City.
**
He was the grandson of one of the well known robber baron businessmen of the turn of the previous century and was as well known as the likes of J.P. Morgan
or Andrew Carnagie.
**
He shall remain nameless in this book, but we called him “the Boss”.
**
The Boss owned a large executive transport airplane which he kept in the Aero Aviation Hangar at Westfield.
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The airplane was a Lockheed Lodestar Super Ventura, a World War II military transport which had been converted into a very plush executive private airplane.
**
We nicknamed this airplane “The Bomber”.
**
As this huge airplane took up a great deal of space in our hangar, the Boss paid a substantial amount of money to our company for the rental of this space.
**
As this airplane was very old and very complex, it was always in need of some sort of maintenance.
**
We were able to keep our mechanics busy, even during slow periods, by having them work on the Bomber.
**
When the Bomber flew, our company made large profits on the sale of the huge amounts of fuel the Bomber consumed.
**
The Boss lived in a penthouse suite on Park Avenue in New York City.
**
The pilots who flew the Bomber for the Boss lived in the Westfield area in order to be close to the airplane.
**
The co-pilot, John Green, was a citizen of Bermuda. He also worked as a part time flight instructor for our company. He was a soft spoken and pleasant person.
**
The pilot/captain of the Bomber, Gene Striker, was exactly the opposite of his co-pilot.
**
He was about 55 years old. He was a large and muscular man with wild and wavy white hair. He looked like the former Governor of Texas, John Connally.
**
Gene was an extremely aggressive and sometimes belligerent man.
**
Everyone was afraid of him and tried to avoid him.
**
When he gave an order, everyone jumped.
**
I also tried to stay out of his way. I often watched him, from time to time, as he screamed at the owner of our company, Jack Matthews, at his
co-pilot, John Green, and/or at our mechanics, when he felt they had not done
something exactly as he ordered.
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However, although I tried to avoid him, he always treated me well and our relationship was cordial, if not friendly.
**
One day, soon after I began working for Aero Aviation, John Green, the co-pilot, told me they planned to make a flight in the Bomber to the Island
of Bermuda, where the Boss had a home.
**
As mentioned, John was a citizen of Bermuda.
**
John Green and the Boss were both experienced scuba divers. While diving off Bermuda a few months earlier, John and the Boss found a previously
un-discovered Spanish galleon sailing ship which they learned sank in a storm in the 1700’s.
**
As these ships were known to have transported large amounts of gold, the Boss and John registered this wreck with the Bermuda government for salvage.
**
The purpose of this trip to Bermuda was to take the Boss, John Green, and a group of their friends, to begin their dives to this sunken ship to search
for gold and other treasures. **
John and the Boss were going to remain in Bermuda in order to conduct their treasure hunt and they needed a temporary co-pilot to assist Gene Striker in
flying and navigating the Bomber back to Westfield.
**
Gene asked John to ask me if I was interested in making this flight and serving as co-pilot on the Bomber on the return flight.
**
I heard many rumors of how Gene treated his co-pilots, including John Green. He was famous for constantly criticizing and reprimanding his co-pilots. Gene
never allowed his co-pilots to fly the airplane, which was unusual.
**
Most captains routinely share the flying duties with their co-pilots, but not Gene.
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I recalled a story I heard about the time the owner of Aero Aviation, Jack Matthews, flew as co-pilot with Gene.
**
As they sat down in their seats to begin the flight, Jack began to tune the radios to the appropriate
control tower frequencies, as is the co-pilots normal responsibility.
**
As Jack started doing this, Gene abruptly and forcefully slapped Jacks hands down off the radios, glared at him, and screamed “Keep your God-damned hands
off the doo-dads”.
**
But, I decided, in spite of the risks of flying with Gene, this trip to Bermuda in the Bomber would be a great adventure and a great experience.
**
So, I agreed to make the flight.
**
We left Westfield very early on a Saturday morning.
**
The weather was clear. It was a beautiful day for flying.
**
John Green had already gone to New York to meet with the Boss and plan their dives.
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Gene and I were to fly alone in the Bomber to LaGuardia Airport in New York City.
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We were to pick up the Boss, John Green, and about 10 or 15 people who would accompany them to Bermuda.
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Pulling the Bomber out of our hangar was an ordeal.
**
Our mechanics attached a truck to the landing gear and slowly and meticulously, under the watchful eye of Gene Striker, pulled the huge airplane
out onto the ramp.
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Gene and I got aboard. **
I was amazed at how plushly appointed and decorated the interior of the airplane was. There was carpet on the floor and walls, leather couches and
lounge chairs, a full bar, TV’s, stereos, etc . . . . . . I was impressed.
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The Bomber had a huge flight deck where the pilots sat which was separated from the passenger cabin by a door.
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In addition to the pilots seats, there were navigation tables and plenty of room to walk around.
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There were hundreds of switches, gauges, dials, and circuit breakers, all over the walls and ceiling.
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I had no idea what any of those things were.
**
I knew Gene did not need nor want my help in flying the airplane. He did everything himself. I knew I was only there because FAA Regulations require
that an airplane of that size must have at least two pilots on board.
**
As we sat down into the pilots seats, I remembered what I heard about the way Gene reacted when Jack Matthews tried to tune the radios.
**
I immediately told Gene I was not going to do anything or touch anything unless he told me to.
**
Gene said that would probably be a good idea.
**
He started the enormous 2000 horsepower, 18 cylinder, Pratt & Whitney Double Wasp R-2800 Radial Engines.
**
Even at idle, we could feel the tremendous power of these engines.
**
Gene began taxiing to the runway. I was amazed at how much work it was for him to control this airplane.
**
The airplanes I flew seemed incredibly easy to operate compared to this unruly monster. Gene struggled to taxi and steer the Bomber. He began to sweat.
**
When we received our take-off clearance from the tower, Gene pulled a lever on the floor. This lever locked the tailwheel in place and helped the airplane
go straight down the runway during the take-off roll.
**
He then applied full power to the engines.
**
We accelerated down the runway. I was further impressed with the power of the engines and at how rapidly we gained speed. As the Bomber was
a “Tail dragger”, Gene had to get the tail of the airplane up off the runway during the take-off roll.
**
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As this is a somewhat difficult maneuver, especially in a
large airplane, I could see that Gene was very skillful at controlling the Bomber.
**
We lifted off the ground at 120 MPH and the airspeed continued to increase all the way up to 250 MPH.
**
We headed southwest toward New York City.
**
So far, I hadn’t done anything. I asked Gene if there was anything he wanted me to do. “Not yet”, he said.
**
He pointed to the airspeed indicator. It indicated 260 MPH. “Pretty fast, huh”, he said.
**
“Amazing”, I replied.
**
Gene smiled. We proceeded toward LaGuardia Airport.
Lockheed Lodestar PV-1
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(Until about that time, if the weather was good, aircraft were allowed to overfly the crowded airspace over major cities without contacting air
traffic control (ATC). Aircraft were only required to contact ATC within 5 miles of a major airport and only if below 2000 feet of altitude.
**
However, in the late 1960’s, because of increased air traffic and the danger of mid-air collisions, the FAA established Terminal Control Areas (TCA’s)
around all the major airports in the US.
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These TCA’s were large areas of airspace, averaging 20 to 30 miles in diameter, extending up to 7000 feet in altitude.
**
While still free to enter and/or overfly these busy areas, aircraft first had to be identified and tracked on radar while inside the TCA).
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Gene was an old school pilot who hated anything new and who particularly hated having to comply with the new rules pertaining to entering the TCA’s.
**
As we neared the boundary of the New York TCA, I noticed Gene had not yet tuned the communication radios to the frequency of the LaGuardia Radar
Approach Control.
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I was concerned, but, I did not dare to question Gene.
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As we got even closer to New York, Gene seemed oblivious to the requirement that we contact the approach control prior to entering the TCA.
**
As we crossed the boundary of and entered the TCA, I suspected maybe he had forgotten about the new rules and I knew it was my duty as co-pilot to assist him.
**
So, I decided to take a chance.
**
I told Gene I believed we were already in the TCA.
**
I expected Gene to rip my face off, but he didn’t.
**
He grumbled and cursed and tuned the radio to the proper frequency.
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He tried to call LaGuardia Approach Control.
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They didn’t answer us.
**
He tried again. . . . . They still didn’t answer.
**
Under these circumstances, an aircraft is expected to remain outside the TCA until receiving permission to enter.
**
However, although we were now well inside the New York TCA, we still had not received clearance to enter it.
We kept proceeding toward LaGuardia Airport.
**
As it was only 6:45 AM, I mentioned that maybe there was no one in the Radar Facility. “They’re there”, Gene said.
**
As we were now only a few miles from the Airport, Gene decided to bypass the radar approach control and contact the control tower directly. He radioed
the LaGuardia Tower and told them we were about 5 miles Northeast of the airport and we were inbound for landing.
**
The tower controller began to chastise Gene for entering the TCA without permission.
**
Gene was already very agitated. He told the controller that we tried to call the approach control, but, they had not answered. He sarcastically asked
if the controller expected him to stop the airplane in flight while he waited for the Approach Control to answer.
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The tower controller replied that he expected Gene to stay out of the TCA until receiving clearance to enter it.
**
Gene told the tower controller that maybe the controllers in the radar facility should wake up and do their jobs.
**
The tower controller answered that maybe Gene should go back to school so he could learn to understand the FAA Regulations.
**
Gene told the tower controller his 90 year old grandmother could do a better job of controlling air traffic.
**
It was still very early and there were no other airplanes in contact with the Tower.
**
Gene and the tower controller argued all the way in to the airport.
**
The conversation got hotter and hotter as we got closer to LaGuardia. I was shocked and amazed.
**
I never heard a pilot say such things to a controller.
**
As we turned onto final approach, Gene and the Controller were still arguing.
***
(LaGuardia Airport is on the coast of Long Island Sound. The runway lengths have been extended onto landfills which have been built out into the water.
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At the threshold of the runway we used, there is a dike which is about 15 to 20 feet high. This dike helps keep the sea water off the runway and also
diverts the jet blasts of the departing airliners up and away from the pleasure boats anchored in Flushing Bay).
 LaGuardia Airport / New York City
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Gene made a lower than normal final approach to the runway and we barely cleared the dike.
**
As we crossed over it, the tower controller sarcastically said, “You cleared that dike by only about 3 feet”.
**
Gene snapped back, “It was exactly 3 feet”. **
They continued their argument as we taxied to the ramp.
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When we arrived at the Marine Air Terminal (The area of LaGuardia used for private airplanes), I was relieved the ordeal between Gene and the Tower
Controller was finally over.
**
I was wrong. . . In fact, it was just beginning.
 Marine Air Terminal / LaGuardia Airport
**
As we got out of the airplane, a fuel truck was already filling our tanks for the trip to Bermuda.
**
Before the fueling was finished, Gene said, “Lets go”.
**
I followed, but, I didn’t know where we were going.
**
We got into a jitney bus which took us across the airport to the main airline terminal. It was now 7:00 AM.
**
We walked through the terminal and through a series of hallways and corridors to an elevator. Gene had not said a word since we left the Marine Air Terminal.
**
Gene spoke to someone on a telephone near this elevator.
**
I couldn’t hear what he was saying.
**
We got into the elevator and up we went.
**
The elevator door opened.
**
We were high up in the LaGuardia Airport control tower.
We had a birds eye view of the entire airport, including all of the runways and taxiways.
**
We could see all the airliners parked at the main terminal and the Bomber and the other airplanes parked across the airport at the Marine Air Terminal.
**
We could also see the buildings in Manhattan, the waters of Long Island Sound, and, of course we could see the controllers in the control tower sitting
at their consoles and controlling the air and ground traffic at the airport.
**
It was still early and there was very little activity at the airport.
**
I didn’t know what Gene had in mind, but I knew I didn’t want any part of it.
**
Gene shouted, “Which one of you sons of bitches was the one I was just talking to on the radio?"
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The elevator had already left.
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I began nervously pushing the down button to recall the elevator, but it didn’t come back.
**
The tower chief ran up to us.
**
He obviously knew Gene as he called him by name.
**
“Gene”, the tower chief said, “Please calm down”.
**
Gene would not be pacified. Gene put up his fists and yelled, “I’ll fight you bastards individually or collectively”.
**
I pushed the elevator button a little harder and faster, but it still wouldn’t come back.
**
After a 10 minute screaming match between Gene, the tower chief, and the controller who had worked our arrival, Gene finally calmed down.
**
It was obvious Gene had done this sort of thing before and was well known to these controllers.
**
I’m sure one of the reasons the tower controllers were so tolerant of Gene was they knew the owner of the Bomber, the Boss, was one of the richest
and most famous people in the World, and Gene was his personal pilot.
**
Still, it was a situation which would never be tolerated in the security conscious and intolerant environment of today.
**
Today, our entering the New York TCA without clearance and Gene’s behavior in the tower would be met with a completely different response.
**
We went back to the Marine Air Terminal to wait for our passengers to arrive. I remember thinking Gene Striker was everything I heard
he was . . . . . and more.
**
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(As mentioned, the Marine Air Terminal at LaGuardia Airport now serves as the private aircraft terminal.
This famous building on the coast of Long Island Sound, in the 1930’s and 1940’s, during what has become known as “The Glory Days of Aviation”, served
as the terminal from which the giant 4-engine Pan American World Airways Sikorsky Flying Boats (Clippers) departed on their around the world
voyages, hence the name “The Marine Air Terminal”.
 PanAm Flying Boats
**
This trip to LaGuardia Airport with Gene Striker was my first visit to the Marine Air Terminal.
**
Over the next 15 years, I would visit this legendary place countless times.
**
As LaGuardia is the nearest airport to Manhattan, (The center of most activity in New York City), it is the preferred airport for all those
actually going into the City, as opposed to JFK Airport, which is much farther out and is used mostly for connecting and international flights.
**
As most prominent and/or wealthy people travel by private aircraft, the Marine Air Terminal at LaGuardia is frequented by a “Who’s - who” of America, and
of the world.
**
During my years as a pilot, I made many-many trips to New York City and spent many-many hours at the Marine Air Terminal.
**
I often saw Jackie Kennedy Onassis and her children leave for and arrive from Greece in her husband Aristotle Onassis’ private Learjet.
**
I also saw many other famous people, such as singer John Denver, actor Cliff Robertson, singer James Brown, and many-many other well known personalities
of the business and entertainment worlds, as well as many well known political figures, at the Marine Air Terminal at LaGuardia.
**
It is the center of the universe for corporate and private air travel.)
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As Gene Striker and I got back to the Bomber, our passengers were beginning to arrive. Their limousines drove out onto the ramp and up to the airplane.
**
We were all introduced and we left for Bermuda at about
8:30 AM. The controllers in the LaGuardia Tower were very courteous and polite when we taxied out and took off.
**
Gene, as always, was in the left, or, captains seat, and John Green was in the right, or, co-pilots seat.
**
I sat at a table behind them during the take-off.
**
This position had been the navigators seat when this airplane served as a military transport during World War II.
**
We climbed to our cruising altitude of 11,000 feet and headed Southeast, out over the Atlantic Ocean, toward the Island of Bermuda.
**
There were many ships entering and departing New York Harbor.
**
I watched the New York skyline disappear behind us.
**
After leveling off, Gene engaged the autopilot, slid his seat back, and began to read a magazine.
**
John Green asked Gene if it was OK if he went back into the passenger cabin to be with the Boss and his group.
**
Gene said it was OK with him. **
As John opened the door to the passenger cabin, we could see there was a party going on back there. There was loud music playing and people
were dancing. A uniformed waiter was walking through the cabin carrying a tray which contained snacks and drinks.
**
The waiter, seeing the door to the flight deck open, brought us some sandwiches and soft drinks.
***
(For a new pilot, like myself, to be aboard a flight like
this was a unique experience. I felt very fortunate to be on this trip aboard the Bomber and to be among those people).
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At our cruising speed of 275 MPH, it took almost 3 hours for the Bomber to reach Bermuda from New York, so, I tried to relax during the flight.
**
I began to read a magazine, but, I couldn’t concentrate.
**
While at flight school in Florida, we did some overwater flying to the Islands of the Bahamas, which are a hundred or so miles off the Southeast
coast of Florida, and we had been out of sight of land many times before.
**
However, Bermuda is almost 800 miles out into the North Atlantic Ocean, which is much farther out to sea than the Bahamas.
**
I kept looking at the ocean all around the airplane.
**
It was a beautiful sight.
**
I also kept watching the fuel quantity, oil pressure, and the other gauges on the instrument panel.
**
Everything was normal.
**
John Green returned to the flight deck to instruct me on the use of the LORAN (Long Range Navigation) system so I could plot our position on
the return flight.
**
I studied many advanced navigation systems while at college, including celestial, inertial, LORAN, and others.
**
But, the LORAN set in the Bomber was extremely old and, unlike the new and more modern LORAN receivers, it was complicated to use.
**
It took about 5 minutes to plot a fix.
***
(In those days, the LORAN navigation system was implemented and was maintained worldwide by the US Navy for use by its ships,
which travel at about 20 to 30 miles per hour.
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However, the Bomber flew at almost 300 MPH.
**
In the 5 minutes it took to plot our position using this older LORAN receiver, the Bomber traveled almost 25 miles. Therefore, the position fix obtained
using this LORAN set was only a close estimate).
***
(The LORAN system is now maintained by the U.S. Coast Guard).
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John explained how to use the LORAN receiver and, before long, I was able to determine our approximate position by using this LORAN set.
**
John said Gene would probably not ask for a position fix on the way back, but, I should probably be ready to give him one in case he did.
**
I knew that was good advice.
**
As we approached Bermuda, the Boss came into the flight deck. He told us his yacht was anchored over the sunken Spanish ship and asked if we could
make a low pass over the yacht so the people on board would know we had arrived. (No cell phones)
**
Gene said we could. **
The yacht was anchored about 5 miles Northwest of Bermuda. Flying over it required only a minor deviation from our course.
**
We descended to about 200 feet above the water. As we passed over the yacht, Gene banked our wings, left and right, as a greeting. The people standing
on the deck waved as we flew overhead.
**
I remember thinking how very beautiful the blue and turquoise ocean and the pink beaches of Bermuda looked from the airplane.
**
We landed at the US Naval Air Station on the Island of Bermuda and parked on the civilian side of the airfield.
 US Naval Air Station / Island Of Bermuda
**
After we landed, more limos drove up to the Bomber.
**
We all shook hands and the Boss, John Green, and their party went on their way.
**
Gene and I prepared the airplane for the return flight.
**
Gene got out of the airplane first.
**
As I got out, Gene was having a loud conversation with the driver of the fuel truck.
**
This driver appeared to be about 18 years old.
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Gene seemed upset that this fueler parked his fuel truck too close to the Bomber. (It seemed to be parked OK to me.)
**
The driver seemed a little frightened.
**
I couldn’t hear exactly what Gene was saying, but, he seemed to be inquiring as to how this fuel truck driver might feel about having a size 12 shoe
inserted into a certain part of his anatomy.
**
The driver scrambled back into his fuel truck and quickly repositioned it a little farther away from the Bomber.
**
I felt a little bad for this driver, but, compared to the incident that morning in the LaGuardia Airport control tower, this incident was relatively mild.
**
We flew non-stop from Bermuda back to Westfield.
**
Gene navigated by using a high powered radio navigation beacon which is located on Nantucket Island, off the Massachusetts coast.
**
The return flight was uneventful.
**
Gene read his magazine, while I, sitting at the LORAN navigation table, kept track of our location in case Gene asked for a position fix . . . . He didn’t.
**
As we neared Nantucket, Gene asked me to get back into the co-pilots seat. He then did something which, I was told, he had never done before.
**
He asked me if I wanted to fly the Bomber.
**
I really had no desire to fly the airplane as flying an airplane during the cruising portion of a flight is not very exciting or challenging.
**
Not wanting to appear unappreciative of this kind gesture, I told Gene I would very much like to.
**
Gene disengaged the autopilot and I took the controls.
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As we passed over Nantucket, Gene told me to make a left turn to the Northwest, toward Westfield.
**
While in the turn, he asked how the airplane felt.
**
I said it felt “Big.”
**
He laughed and said he was going to re-engage the autopilot. I had flown the airplane for about 5 minutes.
**
I thanked Gene. I felt honored.
**
After we landed at Westfield, I went into our company flight office. A few minutes later, Gene came in. He asked how much he should pay me for my
services as co-pilot.
**
I was surprised.
**
I told him todays flight to Bermuda had been a fantastic experience and I didn’t expect to be paid.
**
He said, “How about two-hundred dollars.” **
I repeated I didn’t expect to be paid as I really didn’t do anything.
**
He shoved the money into my shirt pocket, shook my hand, and left.
**
I felt rich.
**
Two hundred dollars was over two weeks pay for me.
**
That was a day I will never forget.
- - - - - - - - -
**
A couple of months later, Gene telephoned me. He said John Green was on vacation and he wanted to know if I was interested in making another flight
with him in the Bomber.
**
I said I would like to and asked him where we were going.
**
He said I wouldn’t believe it so he would tell me later.
**
He said it would only be a short trip and we would be home by that evening.
**
When we got to the airport, before take-off, I asked Gene again where we were going.
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“You won’t believe what the Boss wants us to do,” he said,
“I’ll tell you later.”
**
We took off in the Bomber.
**
I could see we were headed toward New York City.
**
Gene told me to call LaGuardia Radar Approach Control on the radio to obtain clearance to enter the New York TCA, which I did. We landed at LaGuardia
Airport without incident and parked at the Marine Air Terminal.
**
“Are you ever going to tell me where we’re going”, I asked Gene. “You’ll find out soon enough”, he said.
**
A few minutes later, a pick-up truck drove out onto the ramp and up to our airplane.
**
“There’s our passenger”, Gene said. I looked to see two men loading a washing machine onto the Bomber.
**
“The Boss wants us to deliver this beat up old washing machine to him at his home on Marthas Vineyard“.
**
(Marthas Vineyard is another resort island off the coast of Massachusetts, near Nantucket Island).
**
“Can you believe it”, Gene said. “It costs over a thousand dollars an hour to operate this airplane. The Boss could buy 10 brand new washing machines for
what it’s going to cost him to bring this beat up old one out to Marthas Vineyard.”
**
Gene cursed and swore for the entire flight. I sat there and listened to him vent his frustration on the Gods.
**
While I always got along well with, and I guess I liked Gene Striker, I often wondered how such a man could be the personal pilot of someone of the
stature of “the Boss”.
**
One day, a few weeks after that flight to Marthas Vineyard, I was having lunch with John Green at the Westfield Airport Restaurant, so, I asked John if he knew.
**
John said the Boss felt a strong sense of loyalty to Gene.
**
The story he told me sounded like something out of a Hollywood movie.
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It seems that one day, a few years earlier, while skiing at Aspen Colorado, the Boss had a serious accident requiring immediate treatment.
**
As Aspen is remotely located deep within the Rocky Mountains, the medical facilities there were unable to treat him. To make matters worse, there was a
severe blizzard in progress and all the roads to and from Aspen were closed.
**
According to John Green, Gene Striker flew through the blizzard and through the mountains around Aspen, managed to find the airport through the snow, and
picked up the Boss, who had arrived by ambulance.
**
Gene then flew the Boss to Denver, arriving there just in time to receive the necessary medical attention, thereby, saving his life.
**
According to John, Gene and the Boss became very close friends after that incident.
**
By the late 1960’s and early 1970’s, most people of the economic stature of the Boss had acquired jet airplanes for their personal transportation.
**
The Bomber, although plushly appointed, was an old fashioned airplane, more typical of the 1930’s or 1940’s.
The Boss had been pressuring Gene for some time to get rid of the Bomber and get them a jet.
**
But, Gene, being very set in his ways, was intimidated at the prospect of learning to fly a high altitude and high performance jet airplane and
resisted this pressure from the Boss for a long time.
**
Because of this friendship with Gene, the Boss kept the Bomber for a lot longer than he should have.
**
A year or so after our trip to Bermuda, the Boss, having given up trying to persuade Gene to get rid of the Bomber, decided to sell the airplane and to
discharge Gene and John.
**
This was also a major economic blow to our company.
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After years of pressuring Gene to sell the Bomber, we later learned that the Boss had finally purchased a luxurious private jet and hired a different
crew to fly it.
***
* * * * * * *
(Regarding the independent and sometimes defiant actions of Gene Striker and some other pilots of that era, I submit the following - -
****
I believe the Federal Aviation Regulations are
reasonable, have been formulated with the goal of
enhancing the safety of flight, and must be
respected and adhered to.
**
I do not approve of nor condone some of the actions
described in this and in some other chapters.
**
- - Having said that, I also submit the following - - -
**
Flying an airplane is an endeavor filled with many
variables and uncertainties. Only the pilot knows the
safest course of action at any given moment. **
Sometimes (hopefully rarely), following the rules
might actually place an airplane in a more
dangerous situation.
**
( For example - when low on fuel, it may be
necessary to descend below legal landing weather
minimums during an instrument approach ).
**
There are many other similar scenarios . . .
**
It must be remembered that, unlike Doctors,
Lawyers, or many other professionals, we pilots
must suffer the consequences of our decisions,
along with our passengers.
**
In spite of our sometimes “Fun-loving” behavior,
pilots have often risen to almost “Superhuman”
levels of performance in order to save their
passengers, their airplanes, and, themselves.
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Some people believe that an independent and strong
willed nature may be a desirable asset in dealing
with the pressures and responsibilities of flying.
***
In recent years, beginning in the 1980’s, the FAA
has tightened the rules regarding aviation.
**
Many of the events described in this book, if
occurring today, would certainly result in FAA
investigations and possible disciplinary actions.
**
Today, pilots are now routinely issued violations
for even minor infractions of FAA Regulations.
**
However, as described above, not all infractions of
the rules are the result of a deliberately careless or
reckless action.
**
In earlier times, there was co-operation between
air traffic controllers and pilots.
**
We seemed to work together.
**
Today, because the FAA now disciplines air traffic
controllers for not reporting pilots for even minor
infractions of the rules, the pilot/controller relationship sometimes seems to have deteriorated into an
almost adversarial situation.
**
Controllers seemed to have been transformed from
their former positions as organizers of air traffic to
their new function as the “Air Police”.
**
Today, this added pressure, and the fear of being
issued a violation, has, in my opinion, weakened
pilots command authority, reduced our spirit of
independence and our willingness to make difficult
decisions.
**
(Although the aviation safety record may have improved since the 1980’s, I still long for and miss the freedom and independence we pilots once
enjoyed).
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