By Dawn's Early Light

Aviation Week Archive

May 1, 1942

"Pop doesn't get home so early as he used to, somehow isn't quite as ready to romp and play as once he was.

"And Mom--she's quieter, and every now and then is caught looking at him, long and slow, a brooding tenderness in her eyes.

"War? Sure, he know's there's a war. It's in the headlines, names of far-away lands, unreal as any fairy tale . . . ."

Read the full issue from May 1, 1942.