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When most Army pilots still insisted on flying by the seats of their pants, and often died with their pants, forced down, Andy Andrews pioneered instrument flying. Deviltry and curiosity apparently had as much as scientific inquiry to do with his zest for flight in rain, storm, fog, guiding planes solely by their then rudimentary instrument boards. One soggy day he flew to Philadelphia for an Army-Navy game, got there to find no slits in the clouds he could coast through for a landing. His radio sender iced over, left no way to get a message to the ground...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: ARMY: General of the Caribbean | 9/1/1941 | See Source »

...fog, heavy all day over the far reaches of Penobscot Bay, had gradually lifted and faded; about 3 o'clock the watchers saw the top-heavy, bulging, comfortable Presidential yacht coming around the breakwater, could see beyond it the escorting Coast Guard cutter Calypso, sleek, dangerous, moving like a loafing shark...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: THE PRESIDENCY: Home from the Sea | 8/25/1941 | See Source »

...spin after the takeoff. Another flier broke his neck in an Ohio snowstorm. Engine failure killed a pilot in a Daytona Beach takeoff. Eight days later another plane went into a spin at Cheyenne. Bad weather crashed a flier in Iowa; a pilot, lost in a thick Pennsylvania fog, jumped at too low an altitude...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: National Affairs: Finding of Fact | 7/28/1941 | See Source »

...beginning of last week, 40 fledgling pursuit pilots from the advanced training school at Kelly Field (Texas) were trying their P-40 wings. At week's end, there were 39: fog-trapped Lieut. Robert E. Hetrick of Dimondale, Mich, tried to nose into a Long Island potato patch, overshot. Apparently his motor failed when he tried to recover, and he died in the crash...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: AIR: No Kugelfang! | 7/28/1941 | See Source »

Farmer into Secretary. Claude Wickard has a resonant baritone voice with the gravy-thick Indiana accent familiar to all the U.S. since Wendell Willkie went campaigning. Unimpressive, with neither the bashful charm nor the fog of mystical profundity that shrouds Henry Wallace, Wickard is a straightforward, balding, apple-cheeked farmer with a weather-bronzed, red-neck color that will last him all his days. He is five-feet-eight, weighs 180 lb., has to watch his weight. He looks more Irish than German, has a jaw so square and solid that it looks as if it had been laid...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: AGRICULTURE: Hunger | 7/21/1941 | See Source »

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