was visiting Scottie, who was a student at Southwestern University
Georgetown, Texas, near Austin. I was using a plane that belonged
flying school that I worked for. Early that morning, I heard
about the explosion
in Texas City, and figured that I had better get the plane
back to home base,
Beaumont, Texas. When I arrived, they had a Doctor waiting
for me to take to
Galveston, and return to take others. So off I go to Galveston,
and flew right
by all of the ruins and smoke of the explosion, just before
they closed the skies
to aircraft in the vicinity. I took some pictures as I flew
by. We flew under the
smoke cloud into Galveston. I let the Doctor out and returned
route back to Beaumont. Upon return, I refueled as another
Doctor was ready
to go leave for Galveston, and then returned again to Beaumont.
I was told to go to Lake Charles, LA and pick up another Doctor
take him to Galveston. I got back home to the Beaumont airport
dark and I was a tired little flyboy.
What a day for me and that little GC-1A!