in the late 1930's in downtown Arcadia, on Baldwin Street, and no one had a hysterical fit, no one was sued til they were homeless, no one was jailed, and no one lost a job.A mechanical problem caused the pilot to put it down so he could make a quick repair, he fixed the problem, the cops were nice enough to clear the road and he took off and went away.
What a nice place America used to be.
A 90 yr old friend of mine told me about a squadron of airplanes landing on a country road near Galveston Texas, getting refuled, and carrying on to their airfield. Nothing but a country day in the 1930's.
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