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Just after World War One my father was stationed at the cavalry barracks in Aldershot England. The RFC base at Farnborough was nearby. On one formal dining night in the officers mess the guest of honor was the legendary Colonel Cody. After dinner my father struck up a conversation with the Colonel . Evidently the drinks flowed and before long Cody offered my father a flight in his Farnham airplane. Cody used to tie his airplane to a small tree on the air base, to this say known as Cody's tree. During the flight there was no method of communication between the two occupants of the Farnham. It was my father's first flight. He was alarmed when Cody flew down into a railroad cutting. Alarm turned to terror as they approached a bridge over the cutting. My father used to say he could not believe what happened next as Cody flew under the bridge leaving about eight feet clearance. Dad had led one of the last cavalry charges in the British army against the Turks at Mosel but admitted he had never been so scared as he was in Colonel Cody's airplane. The old man lived to the ripe old age of ninety two and never flew in an airplane again.
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