Let's fly into Phoenix in the 1930s, and land at Sky Harbor Airport.
I haven't a clue how to fly a plane, but I know that you do, and I think I can help find the way. We're heading west, and when we get closer, I'm pretty sure that I can recognize the area.
What a great name: Sky Harbor! And I think that flying will some day be as common as riding on trains. In my imagination I see a time when planes are flying over Phoenix all of the time, day and night, with passengers going all over the country, and the world. My parachute? Yeah, it's right next to me, why do you ask?
Yeah, I know you're kidding, flying is perfectly safe. I understand that Trans World Airlines flies into Sky Harbor. They do a lot of business with the people who want to get married in Phoenix, who just fly in, and the wedding chapel is right there, no waiting.
There's nothing wrong with your plane. It might be kind of small, but at least it's modern, not like the biplanes that you flew in World War I. You were a pilot in the army, right? At least that's what you told me. Maybe I'm thinking of someone else.
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