Bullseye 2620
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When I served with the 101st at Ft. Campbell in the early 1960s I frequently flew out of a small commercial airport near the post on "Ozark Airlines" which was still flying the DC3. I remember that walking from the back to the front of the plane before take-off was a very steep climb. Little old ladies actually got on with their chickens in small cages!
When I was a kid in the '50s in the Midwest we often flew Ozark DC-3s from where we lived in Illinois to visit family in Des Moines, Iowa. I can remember one flight through a thunderstorm that was really fun. In those pre-TSA days, the pilot would let kids like me up into the cabin to sit in his lap and put our hands on the joystick. I asked the pilot if he ever worried about crashes. "Not in this Gooney Bird, I don't," he said. "The stall speed is so low that it just won't happen, and if I have to I can set this plane down on Route 6."
Someplace in the back of a drawer I think I still have the pilot's wings they gave me as we deplaned at the end of that flight. Those were the days, folks.
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