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street. [[strikethrough]] and [[/strikethrough]] This would make many people hit the panic button.

Since flying generated so much news all the New York City papers stationed a reporter at Mineola.  They were there just in case something happened [[strikethrough]] and [[/strikethrough]] In my small way I was responsible for some of it.  I made my first long distance flight.  It really wasn't intentional.  Today I confess it with some shame but in my youth I had an ungovernable temper.  I have learned control but learning was a rocky process.  I came to the field one day  [[strikethrough]] and started off [[/strikethrough]] The fireworks started with a verbal exchange with Captain Baldwin.  What tripped off the shooting and shouting I don't recall.  I was mad, mad.  I wanted to hit something and hitting the sky would have been only a short jump the way I felt. I got into my kplane [[sic]] and instead of turning around to circle I went straight ahead, eyes front, absolutely blind with anger. When I did cool off I was over Central Islip.  I had frequently visited the place and so it was easily recognized from the air. I had worked off my temper and decided to turn back. Meanwhile, back at the field, all was bedlam.  Captain Baldwin and the newsmen with the other fliers were plain worried.  They had seen the takeoff and saw me disappear into the wild blue.  Minutes jumped past the half hour mark.... still no sign of Blanche and the plane. Reporters and the Captain began checking police stations to find out if anyone had reported an airplane crash. No one had.  Excitment started building.  Details of the flight I don't recall.  My anger had blacked out everything until I was over Central Islip.  I had never considered that I had enought gas or how long the Red Devil would stay in the air.  The motor was humming, the plane was eating the miles gracefully and I was regaining some of my shattered composure.

When I reached the field, I was amazed to see the people milling about--looking at the sky.  I landed and four newshawks rushed out to ask me how far I'd flown. Without a second thought I told them I'd been over Central Islip. One of them said, My God! Do you realize 

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