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...French surf. Roosevelt saw Wiley Post and Harold Gatty fly off in the Winnie Mae one June day in 1931, return eight days, 15 hours, 51 minutes later, having set a new round-the-world mark; seven years later Douglas Corrigan roared away for "California," wound up at Baldonnel Airfield, Dublin, and went down in history as "Wrong Way Corrigan." Then five years ago, Roosevelt's history-making days seemed over; housing developments were going up all around it, and it was closed...
...night long no one on North America saw tail or strut of Douglas Corrigan. Then, some 27 hours later, an American plane was spotted streaking past Belfast like a Sinn Feiner ducking the Black and Tans. It was Corrigan, all right, and an hour later he fluttered down at Baldonnel Airport near Dublin...
During those fretful days when two Germans and an Irishman bent over maps in the mess hall of Baldonnel Airdrome, little did they reck the possible consequences of their flight. Theirs at that moment must have been a single-tracked mind. They meant to fly from Dublin to New York; they were taking all the risks, facing the supreme danger with shining faces. They asked no man to do what they were doing...
Long before 4 o'clock on the morning of the 12th, the roads to Baldonnel were burdened with men, women, children, donkeys, cycles, motorcars. The Bremen was trundled from her hangar and poised for flight, away from a perfect dawn. Koehl and Fitzmaurice, devout Catholics, made their confessions and Father O'Riordan blessed the plane. Baron von Huenefeld, doffing his yachting cap, hung a silken flag of the old German Empire beside that of the Irish Free State. President and Mrs. William T. Cosgrave, the German Consul-General, the Chief of Staff of the Army and other officials...
...engine "rested," then Koehl gave her the gun, Fitzmaurice waved, and five tons of man, hope, and machinery lumbered down the long runway. Once they rose and bumped, but, with the ditch in sight, the Bremen took the air, swung sharply to the right to avoid the hills encircling Baldonnel, climbed to 2,000 feet. . . . Men and women fell to their knees, as their eyes followed the vanishing ship into heaven...