Word: squadrons
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Into the pilot's cockpit of the Westland's sistership went Flight Lieutenant D. F. Mclntyre, brother officer of Lord Clydesdale in the City of Glasgow's auxiliary air squadron. His observer was S. R. Bonnett, chief cinematographer of the expedition...
...Houston, widow of a shipping tycoon, who underwrote the British Schneider Cup entry in 1931 (TIME, Sept. 14, 1931) gave her name and money to the expedition. Lord Clydesdale gave it éclat. Until last January he was the provisional leader. When Commodore Fellowes took command, Lord Clydesdale became Squadron Leader. He and Commodore Fellowes took turns at the reconnoissance work...
...attaches were frankly amazed when the middle Japanese spearhead plunged with seeming ease into Chaoyang, the second largest Jehol city, supposed to have been defended by large Chinese forces guarding an "impregnable pass." Swooping down on more than 1,000 Chinese soldiers in the pass, an entire Japanese air squadron loosed a Niagara of thundering bombs. "I think," reported the Japanese squadron leader, "that we just about wiped them...
...with Ernestine Schumann-Heink in a huge Ocean Grove (N. J.) festival, maintained perfect poise until the motherly contralto brought him back for a bow, gave him a resounding kiss. The War turned Richard Crooks's mind from singing. He overstated his age to join the 626th Aero Squadron, learned flying from Col. Clarence Chamberlin. He was selling insurance when the Fifth Avenue Presbyterian Church chose him from 46 applicants to be its tenor soloist. There followed concerts with Walter Damrosch's New York Symphony, concerts on his own, numerous festival engagements, finally an operatic debut six years...
Into the Fairey before dawn one day last week, climbed Squadron Leader Oswald Robert Gayford, 41, a stolid sharp-beaked pilot long seasoned in the R. A. F. After him went a handsome youngster named Flight-Lieut. Gilbert E. Nicholetts. As the big plane lumbered down the concrete runway, sparks spouted comet-like from her tailskid. It was 7:15 a.m. By 7 :15 p. m. she was roaring across the north coast of Africa. During most of the day, the "robot" controls had steadied her through thick weather. Not until they were over the Sahara that night could...