Tidslinje over flyets udvikling.
Den vigtigste Usikkerhedsfaktor i Verden i Dag er Truslen fra Luften.
Jeg er lige vendt tilbage fra Newmarket-løbene og har fundet dit sidste brev, der lå og ventede i klubben.
Off we go into the wild blue yonder,
Climbing high into the sun;
Climbing high into the sun;
Jeg har lige foretaget et par flyvninger med P-38. Det var en dejlig maskine. Jeg ville være blevet lykkelig, hvis jeg havde fået den i fødselsdagsgave, da jeg blev tyve år.
I Slutningen af April 1936 sejlede jeg med Bremen for at foretage den første Transatlantiske Flyvetur med Zeppelineren Hindenburg, der indviede den første regulære Passagerrute tværs over Nordatlanten.
In his mighty aeroplane;
Flew a youth in search of fame,
High out o'er the raging main.
Like a bird on high, out to do or die
On his journey Over There;
Many million hearts beat with him,
And the whole world said a prayer,
Lindbergh! Oh what a plucky lad was he,
Lindbergh! His name will live in history.
Over the water, he flew all alone.
Laughing at fear, and at dangers unknown,
Others may take this trip across the sea
Upon some future day,
But take your hats off to plucky, lucky Lindbergh,The eagle of the U.S.A.
Through that long dark night, on his famous flight,
Lindbergh stuck right to his post.
Making good his early boast,
As he flew from coast to coast.
In the far-off west, one he loved the best
Breathed a prayer to heav'n above
And she guided him and helped him
With a Mother's Wondrous Love,
Lindbergh! Oh what a plucky lad was he,
Lindbergh! His name will live in history.
Over the water, he flew all alone.
Laughing at fear, and at dangers unknown,
Others may take this trip across the sea
Upon some future day,
But take your hats off to plucky, lucky Lindbergh,
The eagle of the U.S.A.
