Page 69 of Nothing by Chance

Stu and I in Palmyra, Wisconsin. Except for the shape of its automobiles, Midwest America hasn’t changed much from the days of the first barnstormers.

Paul’s first attempt at flying the biplane was not exactly what we could call an unqualified success.

A few turns. Give the passengers a feeling of flight.

Midnight thunderstorms can smash windows, but a gypsy pilot and his plane discover, somehow, a way to survive.