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Summary of Jim Woodford & Thom Gardner's Heaven, an Unexpected Journey
Everest Media
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Éditeur:
Everest Media LLC
Everest Media LLC
Protection:
Filigrane
Filigrane
Année de parution:
2022
2022
ISBN-13:
9798822541498
Description:
Please note: This is a companion version & not the original book.
Sample Book Insights:
#1 The town of Gander, NL, was a hub for American planes crossing the North Atlantic during World War II. It was not uncommon to see movie stars or maharajahs strolling through the airport. With the introduction of long-range jets, Gander lost its international business.
#2 I grew up in a small town in Newfoundland, Canada, in the 1950s. I had a loving mother and a wonderful grandmother. I was not a devoted follower of Christ, but I did what I had to do.
#3 I was fascinated with aircraft from a young age. I loved the roar of the engines, the sight of a float plane skimming the surface of the water, and the grace of an eagle. I was in love with aviation.
#4 I had the privilege of working with some of the finest old-time aviators, the last of a dying breed. I flew everything I could get my hands on. The days of barnstorming may have been over, but I tasted that rare joy of looking at a new horizon every morning.
Sample Book Insights:
#1 The town of Gander, NL, was a hub for American planes crossing the North Atlantic during World War II. It was not uncommon to see movie stars or maharajahs strolling through the airport. With the introduction of long-range jets, Gander lost its international business.
#2 I grew up in a small town in Newfoundland, Canada, in the 1950s. I had a loving mother and a wonderful grandmother. I was not a devoted follower of Christ, but I did what I had to do.
#3 I was fascinated with aircraft from a young age. I loved the roar of the engines, the sight of a float plane skimming the surface of the water, and the grace of an eagle. I was in love with aviation.
#4 I had the privilege of working with some of the finest old-time aviators, the last of a dying breed. I flew everything I could get my hands on. The days of barnstorming may have been over, but I tasted that rare joy of looking at a new horizon every morning.
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