Recently I finished reading John Glenn's autobiography, John Glenn: A Memoir. I can seriously say that it was the best space autobiography I have ever read, and I highly recommend it! Most autobiographies are littered with language I do not use, but this one--John Glenn is of character that I admire. Let me explain...
John Glenn was born in 1921, in the little Ohio town of New Concord. He was very patriotic, and would take part in various holiday activities. He and his friends made up a group, called the "Ohio Rangers", which was patterned after the Boy Scouts. One day his dad had seen a sign offering airplane rides. The elder Glenn offered to take his son in the sky, and John readily agreed. While John Glenn, Jr. loved the sky, he knew he probably would never become a pilot. But one day in high school, he read a sign that he couldn't believe. The sign read that the U.S. government was paying for flying lessons for those interested, and when needed these people could receive military flight training. A private pilot license was guaranteed. John immediately signed up!
F4U Corsair |
In the 1950s John Glenn switched from flying planes in wars to testing out the latest planes in production. He transfered to Pax River, the Navy's flight test hot spot, and comparable to the Air Force's Edwards AFB. Test piloting was dangerous, exciting work--sometimes the pilots barely made it back. Sometimes they just plain didn't. Basically the test pilot's job was to fly the new planes, push the envelope, and see how the aircraft responded. Did the plane work? Were there problems? How high could it go? How fast? For how long? and other concerns like that. John Glenn worked with planes such as the FJ-3 Fury, the F7U Cutlass, and the F8U Crusader. While the F7U Cutlass had been an extremely problematic aircraft, the F8U Crusader was just the opposite.
F8U Crusader |
John Glenn practiced for months. Fuel consumption, re-fueling, altitude, speed, and other items consumed his mind for month. But finally the day arrived. July 16, 1957. At 6:04am on a southern California runway, Glenn and his plane took off. Flying around 35,000 feet, he kept the speedometer between 1 and 1.5 Mach--faster than the speed of sound! Re-fueling "pit stops" occurred over New Mexico, Kansas, and Indiana. Finally, Glenn caught sight of New York's Floyd Bennett Field--his destination. He landed with barely enough fuel, but he had beat the record by 21 minutes. Many people were thrilled!
Launch of John Glenn & his "Friendship 7" capsule |
Glenn desperately wanted to get onto another flight. Unfortunately, Glenn read between the lines and saw that NASA didn't want to risk such a popular name on another mission. So Glenn would often be NASA's ambassador of sorts at different functions or to different people. But John Glenn saw the handwriting on the wall, and remembered his first love of government and politics from high school. He became a very well-respected Ohio Senator, and served for over twenty years.
STS-95 crew portrait. Glenn is standing at far right |
Well I am sorry if this has been a rather boring and unstructured article. It has been a while since I read the book so the stories are not quite so fresh in my mind. Still, I hope you see through all this gibberish the wonderful story and qualities of John Glenn. I truly admire him. He did not use language that dishonors God. He was faithful to his wife. And he made time for his family--kept in touch on what they were doing, and included them in his training. In other words, John Glenn is my favorite astronaut.
If you want to read the story of a true hero, read John Glenn: A Memoir!
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