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By W. C. Jameson

This well-researched ebook is a biography of the life—and disappearance—of Amelia Earhart, the pioneering aviator who used to be the 1st lady to fly solo over the Atlantic in 1928. yet did Amelia’s aircraft fairly crash and sink in 1937, or used to be her destiny fullyyt diverse?

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Old hands now, we switched to “Big River Rising,” and we had run through that a couple times when the door opened and Nik appeared in the studio. I wondered what was wrong. ” The enormous speakers hissed. The sound of “The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face” exploded from the speakers, two guitars, larger than life and soaked in reverb, like a Kingston Trio record but somehow better. And it was us. indb 22 3/6/14 11:12 AM The First Time Ever 23 perfectly blended and in tune. ” Then the moment was gone as I realized what had happened.

Frank didn’t want any just-folks approachability in that equation. “She’ll be as cute as can be, and she’ll sing her ass off, and she’ll be in on the jokes, but she won’t talk,” he’d visualize aloud. ” *** The band was spread all over Southern California. indb 32 3/6/14 11:12 AM If You’re Going to San Francisco 33 houses in Claremont. Beverly lived in the heart of Orange County, while I lived about forty-five miles north of her in the Pomona valley. To get to her folks’ place, we carpooled, taking the 71 south, a two-lane road through ranch land in what’s now Chino Hills, then the 91 west from the Prado Dam, then the 55 South to Chapman Avenue .

It froze in the headlights—in a stomach-wrenching flash you could tell: a bobcat—then disappeared under the car with a single thump. We rolled to a stop on the shoulder. Beverly was beside herself. ” she wailed. But when we stepped outside the car, we found a tuft of tan-colored fur on one of the A-frames inside the front wheel. It was a moonless, pitch black night. I knew that there was no one around—and had no desire to start searching for a vet miles from anywhere. It was so late it was practically early, and we had been probably only semiconscious, possibly high.

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