May 30, 1934
Cliffside, May 30 — Johnny Crowell remains the most popular aviator of the Carolinas. Johnny is the oldest and the most reliable flyer, no doubt, in North Carolina. He has been “giving it the gun” for about 15 years. It was much to my enjoyment to fly with Johnny again last week. We flew over the business section of Charlotte as well as getting a very attractive panoramic angle of the residential Eastover, Myers Park and Dilworth sections. Crowell, with 5,000 hours time to his credit, is the safest man one could engage for such a pleasure jaunt across the blue. About 15 years ago in Georgia, Johnny managed to get one of those obsolete “crates’ off the field there. Today he flies a 300-horsepower plane (Wright-Waco). I have seen Johnny put this particular ship through barrel rolls, spins and loops with the ease of “the man on the flying trapeze.” Johnny, a safe, careful flyer, will remain the popular man of Southern flying circles.
This scribbler, if my Rutherfordton correspondent will allow, is a conservative. He does not drink or smoke. He is a temperate coffee and tea drinker downer; he does not like beer. He has a great weakness, however, for that type of music which quiets the savage beast. With rythm [rhythm] in the air, he is addicted to that soothing bit of prosaic melody “Tiger Rag.” Beautiful simple serenity!
And one of those smart-sayings from a recent talking picture:
“Ah, my Adonis, so handsome, so young, so fair
Smoke gets in my eyes
And you gets in my hair.”
News flash: Spud Crawford and Shirley White made some personal calls in Rock Hill on last Sunday.
Bits about a few; Andy Love calls this column “Flashes of Dees and Doses”…..Bill Allhands, local cartoonist, has been doing some cartooning for several Southern newspapers recently. His most recent was a political illustration for a Georgia daily. He has made a bid for the illustrating of W. Sinclair Herman’s “Anthology of War Verse,” a book soon to be published in New York City… Mac [Mack] Hendrick, our young friend, age about 9, fell from a tree at his home here last week. He suffered a bruised arm, but there was no fracture, we hear… A couple of 92 years of age saw their first motion picture of any kind here last week… Harry Lee Robertson admits that he is reducing… B. B. Goode, big insurance man of the village, has a brand spanked new hair cut….Myles Haynes is a smart-dresser for business hours…Max Pruette has taken that big matrimonial leap… You do not forget the courtesy of “Jiggs” Goforth of the Forest City Soda Shoppe… And the live-wire Howard Magness knows his orchestra and popular tunes of the day…Harry Kendrick is the most suave dancer of Forest City we have seen…Why has Arthur Tracy, The Street Singer, not been heard in the recent radio broadcast?