MAN and moment met at a still point in a changing world. Ten years earlier, it could not have been done at all. Ten years later, it had become routine. But at this particular time, all the world could feel that its hopes, for a few excruciating and exhilarating hours, lay in the hands of one young man. And when Charles Lindbergh landed the Spirit of St. Louis on Paris' Le Bourget field, people everywhere—groundlings with a sudden vision of a boundless future—experienced a leap of the heart.
For he flew alone. And on a single engine. He was the first real...
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