A terrible way to die
March 17th (Sunday) So much has happened in the past week. I can recall some, other bits have been told to me by my companions. I am...
A problem with the bills.
March 6th 1935 (Wednesday) We met Frank at the airfield after a proper breakfast and checking out of our grand hotel. We introduced...
The Rite of the Open Sky
Something inside me snapped at that moment, but it would be some time before I had any further recollection of our encounter. (Filled in...