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Early one morning last week, 41-year-old Airman Blair jammed his 6 ft. 2 in. frame into the fighter's cockpit, gunned down the runway at Bardufoss, Norway, and headed north towards the Pole. Sealed off from tip to tip, his wings held 865 gallons of gas, enough for 5,000 miles. Soon the sea 22,000 feet below gave way to icy ridges and plateaus. A Norwegian Air Force Catalina flying boat patrolling near Spitzbergen gave him a radio call as he whisked past, reported back that Captain Blair was right on course. Hour after hour...
Lieut. J. H. Marovish of Los Angeles, the copilot, opened the window. The rain beat into the cockpit, drenching us all. Lieut. Marovish then leaned over the side, aiming his big camera. Again we passed over the ship, almost at mast height. Lieut. Marovish opened and closed his shutter, and came back to his seat wringing wet. Almost angrily he put the camera back into his case. The freighter carried the Panama flag sure enough, but everything about it looked American...
With stubby flames spitting from its four jet pods, the B-36 roared down the runway at Carswell Air Force Base outside Fort Worth, Tex., and lumbered heavily into the air. Up in the cockpit, Major Charles E. Crecelius, 30, the plane commander, ran crisply through his in-flight checklist and settled into the routine of a 17-hour combat training mission. He and his 16-man crew had been briefed to fly a series of dogleg courses around the U.S. Halfway through the mission, they would simulate a bombing run on Oklahoma City. Four F-51 fighters...
Other U.S. airmen joined the outfit, and the South Koreans soon learned to fly their Mustangs. Hess found them keen, aggressive, but too tense. He relaxed them by various pranks in the air, such as dangling a lazy leg out of his cockpit and staging mock pistol duels with his wingman. Meanwhile, he was out daily in assaults on the enemy for the U.S. 25th Infantry Division which called him a "one-man air force" and gave him the Army's Silver Star...
...notify the Air Force at McChord Field. Within 45 minutes a 6-17 roared over, dropped food, a radio, a small stove and warm clothes. Late that night National Park Service rangers worked their way toward the summit in 20-below-zero weather. Hodgkin said he sat in the cockpit, struggling to keep his frail craft from flipping over in the 70-mile-an-hour gale that howled over the peak. "That plane was-flying tied down," he added. "If those tie ropes had been longer, I'd have soared up like a kite...