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because her body was so skinny and she was just in such bad shape.
I knew she was in trouble, and so did she, in June, I guess, before she died. I had a board meeting in Hamburg, Germany, and she knew it, because we kept a calendar on the wall in the kitchen that had all the important travel plans and things on it, big sheets. She knew that this date was scheduled for June, and I had indicated to her that I was going to skip it. She said, no, she would sort of like to go over to Hamburg. She had been there years before, I guess had been there during the war--Not literally during the war but during the time of the air lift. We went into Berlin.
That was another sign of her adaptability and interest. We flew into Berlin at the time of the air lift on a plane full of coal. There were no passengers on the plane, there was just a pilot and a co-pilot. There was a place for us to sit, and she flew up forward with the pilot because she was interested in how they brought the plane in and kept it in the proper war zones at that time, because it was very touchy. The Russians had a corridor out of Berlin, and on that flight in it was at night and the pilot had to fly out--We went in, had to circle and come back out because there was action, she said, in the corridor and he was afraid there would be some difficulty. They had lost a couple planes. It didn't bother her a bit. She sat up there in the jump seat with the pilots, thoroughly entranced by the maneuvering, etc. A tough couple days later, when we came out of Berlin to Tempelhof, we sat on the runway under the wings of the plane, waiting until the Russians stopped their war exercises in the corridor, before we took off. We didn't land in Rhineland until, oh, I guess it was just approaching midnight, when we got in. There was no one at the base who could drive us into the city where we were, at the hotel. We waited and waited and we finally got transport. I would have thought that driving in a strange car at that hour of the night, on a black road--
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