Last Friday evening I took to the air for my longest and most enjoyable airplane ride. Dr. D. P. Miller was going to put in some time with his 4-passenger Navion and asked if I would care to go along. Gladly I accepted. [...] While the airplane will never entirely replace the car, it certainly has its place. For long hops to established airports it can't be beaten. There were no more bumps or jolts than on most highways and we sat in comfortable upholstered seats. The only sensation was an occasional tightness in the ears as the plane changed altitude. This, however, was quickly corrected by swallowing, which equalizes the pressure on both sides of the ear drums.

That ride sold me on flying.

The Appleton Press, April 25, 1947

The air age is a wonderful thing. Last Saturday I flew bout 600 miles in a total elapsed time of five hours, including two stops which totaled at least another half hour.

Occasion for this journey was a flight made by Dr. Dave Miller in his Navion to inspect the flood damage south along the Missouri river. Other passengers on the flight were a couple of Harolds, Lembke and Triggs.

We left Appleton at 112:45 and were back again at 5:45 having come within 20 miles of Omaha, Neb., and making stops at Pipestone on the way down and Sioux City, Ia., on the return. The jaunt fron the latter city home was made in 1 hour and 18 minutes.

[...] Whereas the trip south had been bumpy in spots--just like the chuckholes in the roads we commented-- the return trip was smooth as glass. We were about 3000 feet on the way down, just under the clouds, but 2500 feet on the way home. I'm told this experience of a smooth ride late in the day is not unusual. I could have fallen asleep in the warm afternoon sun. All in all it was a pleasant jaunt on a beautiful spring day.

The Appleton Press, April 25, 1952