Word: piloting
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Next morning at dawn a United Airliner with eight dozing passengers was flying west over Solano County, Calif., at 7,000 ft. Co-pilot Archie Anderson had the wheel; the pilot was in the passengers' cabin. Suddenly Anderson saw a great dazzling ball in his path which he afterward said was as "big as a house." Instinctively he whipped his plane into a bank. The passengers snapped awake and the pilot rushed forward in time to see the meteor shatter like a mammoth bomb. Glowing fragments streamed past, plunged earthward. The plane was unharmed. But on the ground...
...those men in the University who are anxious to fly or learn to fly in the safest, the most economical, and the most pleasant way. The club welcomes everyone who is seriously interested in aviation, and it is so planned that both the student flyer, and the experienced pilot can get full benefit from their membership. Those who fly with the club have the advantage of the lowest possible rates per hour on a modern, well cared for airplane...
Flying the mail out of St. Paul one night four years ago, Pilot Mal Bryan Freeburg of Northwest Airlines spied a flaming railroad trestle, flagged a crack passenger express to a stop with his emergency landing flares, saved many a life including that of Golfer Robert Tyre ("Bobby") Jones Jr. For that feat he received a gold watch from the Chicago, Burlington & Quincy R. R., $100 from the Chicago Daily News...
...years later Pilot Freeburg was flying eight passengers to Chicago in a trimotored Ford when an outboard propeller broke. Vibration shook a motor loose, lodged it in a wing strut, damaged the landing gear. Pilot Freeburg swung his ship out over the Mississippi River, banked steeply, shook the engine loose, dropped it into the water where its 500 lb. could harm no one. Then, on two motors, he flew 25 mi. to an emergency field, landed his passengers safely. For that he received from President Roosevelt the Post Office Department's first Air Mail Flyer's Medal...
...national news. Flying his nightly Chicago run, he took off from St. Paul with five passengers, headed for Minneapolis, ten miles away. Circling to land, he heard a small siren wail in the cockpit, saw a tiny light flash on the control board, knew at once what every transport pilot dreads: his retractable landing-gear was jammed. Back he headed for St. Paul, hoping the plane's vibration would shake the wheels down. They refused to budge. For nearly two hours he circled helplessly over St. Paul while Co-Pilot John Woodhead reassured passengers with tales of previous Freeburg...