Thanks for the pics Alex,
My first flight as a boy of about ten was in a C-47/DC 3 for selling subscriptions to the Oregonian as a newspaper carrier. I'd flown as an infant, but guessing that was probably a C-47/DC-3 as well since War II was still on.
I remember them passing out chewing gum before the flight when I was a boy. Things change.
Rode one of them C-47s from the old Long Beach Naval Air Station to Corpus Christi Naval Air Station in about 1963 for a Navy ROTC trip. We flew through every thunderstorm in God's realm over Arizona and New Mexico. That bird was tossed like a cork on a stormy sea but she held together. We all vomited, then went into the dry heaves. Pure misery. Most of us kissed the runway when we got to Texas.
Scary ride in a C-47 was in about 1960 from a Naval Air Station in Seattle up to Comox, B.C. A beautiful serene flight over the Straights but we were delayed about four hours while the Naval reservists figured out how to reassemble the engines...they'd been training on them.
Sorry about the nostalgia...but that is one great bird!
Ron
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