(See Cover) To fly without feathers is not easy.
Plautus (254?-184 B.C.) In his exalted soaring into the unforgiving air, man in his bird has reaped all the riches he ever dreamed of the poetry of flight itself and the victory over time and space. But in the swift tumble of progress called the Air Age, he has wrought more hard truth than poetry. The truth: the skies over the U.S. busiest of all air borne nations are roaring with an astonishing complex of featherless birds. Not counting 22,000...
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