Summary

Jack Wright Famous Flyers and Their Famous Flights

He turned to the two boys and asked, “who’s first?”
“Me,” said Bob.
“All right,” said Pat, and Bob climbed into the cockpit smiling confidently.
“See you soon,” called Bob, and waved a hand in farewell. He taxied the plane out over the runway, turned her nose into the wind, and felt her rise from the ground. He felt a thrill of power as the machine responded to the slightest movement of the stick. He had control of all the boundless energy stored in that motor, and could direct this huge craft in any direction he chose. He felt the blast of wind against his face.
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Jack Wright Famous Flyers and Their Famous Flights

Richard Byrd couldn’t have had better ancestors to back him up in his adventures, but every ounce of courage, every bit of perseverance that he inherited, he needed. He was a man who met with hundreds of disappointments, and innumerable obstacles in carrying out the plans that meant so much to him and to the world. But he was never downed by them. Set-backs that would have made other men, men of lesser caliber turn from their paths and give up their plans, were just so much more of a spur to him.
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Jack Wright Famous Flyers and Their Famous Flights

Bob was downcast. He knew that he would have a good time with Pat and Bill, but he knew too that he’d have a better time if someone his own age were along. After all, he couldn’t do anything as well as Pat and Bill. He couldn’t fly a plane, although he was learning rapidly, and would soon be able to take a solo flight; he couldn’t shoot as accurately as they; nor land a mountain trout so well. Hal, who was also a novice, would have been just as inexpert as he was at all these things, and would have made him feel not quite so stupid.
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