Darlings
Your letter was swell-so happy you know I passed my 20 hour check. The pictures are very good-thanks again. All the boys enjoy seeing my little sisters pictures. Bill Hart, our roommate from California, said “Gosh! Can your little sister ski?” Bill Hart is a wonderful piano player. He can hear a tune over the radio then sit down and make his own arrangements. The funny part is that he only had three years of piano lessons.
I got two hours of night flying in last night. We had some excitement for a while. The battery went blooey on a kids plane while he was up there. The radio and all lights went out. He couldn’t communicate with the tower so he decided to land anyway. He came in pretty hot-I’d say he was landing her at about 125 mph. Our correct landing speed is 100 mph. He made it okay though-he had to tramp on the brakes or he would have run off the end of the field.
I got a scare last night-I was flying my middle zone three, at the designated altitude of 2,226’. The control tower give me a call to come in to land. I reached for the mike to answer him and-another voice came in.
“Middle zone three-pitch and flaps.”
Gosh! I thought I hope I’m not running a race with a guy in my zone. So-I called into the tower and asked “Sir-I am middle zone three-how many are there in middle zone three?”
The captain laughed and said
“Who called in at the wrong time!”
Then I heard a meek voice answer “I did sir-middle zone four.”
So-feeling a little easier-I brought her down and landed.
Well, darlings, nearly another week has passed-time flies when we are rushed all the time.
Your loving son,
Jim