What I Learned From Wrong Way Corrigan

摘要

For a 14-Year-old airplane fanatic in 1938, my home was ideally located: directly in line with the principal runway of the Detroit City Airport and two blocks from the boundary fence. I loved to wander the airport, with its yellow brick hangars and busy passenger terminal. American Airlines had recently phased out its lumbering Curtiss Condor biplanes, replacing them with the new Douglas DC series. Penn Central (now United) acquired a fleet of Boeing 247Ds, beautiful all-metal jobs with air-conditioned cabins. At the far end of the field, Barkley-Grow was constructing its twin-engine, all-metal transport, which resembled the Lockheed Electra.