God Is His Co-Pilot Now
When this writer was young, and impressionable, he picked up a
slim volume from the shelves of a school library. The dust jacket
had a picture of a soaring P-40, a picture likely to set any young
plane-happy heart to beating, and inside was the first-person story
of Colonel Scott, written while the nation was still at war, and no
one knew whether he'd be around to see the end.