Originally posted in 1939

An attempt to set a new world record for consecutive loops in a small airplane will be made by Milton Boucher, president of the Manitowoc chapter of the National Aeronautic association, as a feature of the air circus at the airport Sunday.

The air circus will be a feature of the entertainment arranged for some 30 or 40 visiting fliers here for the start of the annual Wisconsin Air Tour on Monday, Sept 12, at 10 a. m.

Record Is 48 Loops
The record for a plane the size of Boucher’s Taylor Cub is 48 loops.  Larger ships have made up to 100 loops.  Boucher, a local business man whose hobby is flying, has several times been close to the record.  On Labor day he made over 40 loops when the pilot’s seat broke and he was hurled into the rear cockpit.  Boucher scrambled back to the controls and pulled the ship out of a nose dive.

Elmer (Buck) Leighton, manager of the Municipal Airport, will give the crowd some thrills when he stunts a huge Ford Tri-Motor ship in addition to his speedy Cessna Monoplane.  Leighton will give an exhibition of upside down flying.

Wittman To Come
Steve Wittman of Oshkosh, who place third in the Thompson trophy event at the National Air races, will be among the visiting fliers present.

Originally published May 28, 1939

The 144-passenger (sic) Ford tri-motor airplane of the International Flying School, which has been in Corpus Christi the past few weeks carrying passengers there on sightseeing air trips, is back at the Laredo municipal airport.  It was flown back here the past week by Art Donahue (sic), instructor of the flying school, accompanied by Bob Hoseck and Melvin Seaman.

The big ship is again being used to carry passenger on sightseeing flights over Laredo in order to advertise the flying school here ad build up interest in aviation.  It is the largest commercial airplane based anywhere in South Texas.  Passengers will be carried Sunday afternoon and there will be some stunt lying (sic) and other entertainment provided by instructors and students of the flying school.

by WINDY

Originally published March 12, 1939

The latest and largest addition to Cliff Maus Airport’s private planes, a Fort tri-motored all metal ship.  While these planes are the granddaddies of the ultra-modern air liners of today, they still carry the NC before the license number, which means the government inspector has found then to be airworthy.  Most of these Ford air liners are now operating in South America on air line service where speed doesn’t count.

Cliff Maus Airport has added another airplane to its growing list of permanent lanes.  The latest is a tri-motored, all-metal Ford transport plane.

The big 10-passenger ship is owned and operated by Buck Layton (sic), veteran pilot.  Layton (sic) now operates a flying school at Laredo, where he has also operated the tri-motor for passenger flights, until this past Tuesday, when he flew it to our airport. In addition to operating the big ship here, on passenger flights over the city and charter trips, Layton (sic) is considering the possibilities of establishing the “shortest air line I the world” from corpus Christi to port Aransas, making two round trips a day during the summer.  It also seems that he has his eye on the proposed air mail feeder service between here and Laredo should it be put into effect.

Layton (sic) received his first flight training at Kelly Field in 1920.  Since that time his experiences in flying have varied from teaching students to test flying, air line pilot and exhibition flying.  His log books show many thousands of hours spent at the controls of aircraft both large and small.

Ace Corben, airport manager, received his tri-motor instruction from Layton (sic), when he bought the familiar red and yellow tri-motored plane that many Corpus Christians enjoyed their first flight in.  Ace sold his big plane a year ago, but it looks like Cliff Maus airport is again one of the few airports that has a tri-motored plane available for private flying.

Pilots Meet
Tuesday evening a meeting of local licensed pilots was called at the airport to discuss the possibilities of forming a pilot’s acociation (sic)) to include all pilots in Corpus Christi and nearby towns.  To date there are 33 pilots holding active licenses I this vicinity.

At the meeting, which was attended by some 15 birdmen, plans were suggested for the proposed organization.  However, nothing definite was arrived at and the future meeting is to be held at an early date.

Two years ago a local chapter of the national Aeronautics Association was formed here.  Due to lack of activity, interest soon dwindled and the members dropped out one by one.  Some of the local fiers (sic) still feel that there is need for some kind of local pilot’s association, since the number of pilots here is increasing so rapidly.  The proposed association will admit only fliers holding pilot certificates issued by the Civil Aeronautics authority.  However, an honorary membership will be available to those interested in the development of aviation.  A good organization would no doubt be a fine thing and it should help to create interest in flying.  While I have seen several such organizations prove successful, I have seen 10 times as many turn out to be failures.  Here’s hoping this new one will be the best.

New Beacon Lights
Notice has just been received at the airport, from the Civil aeronautics Authority, regarding operation of the new beacon lights which are to be put into operation between Corpus Christi, Houston, and New Orleans March 15.  Since I understand that Eastern Air Lines has been awaiting the completion of these lights be fore starting their new runs between Houston, Corpus Christi and Brownsville, it would be my guess that the new service will begin at an early date.  The new beacon lights now give our fair city three lighted airways, one going north, one south and the new one east.  In addition to the beacon lights, which are located approximately every 15 miles apart, there will be 3 lighted emergency landing fields between here and Houston.  These fields are installed and maintained by the government.

The new additional schedule which Braniff Airways started through Corpus Christi a short time ago, has met with such an increasing number of passengers it has become necessary to replace the 10-passenger Lockheed Electras with Douglas 14-passenger transports.  Corpus Christi now has four of the big Douglas Airlines through here each day and two trips using the smaller 10-passenger ships, every day except Sunday.

No Mishaps at Air Meet
In looking over a report of the Miami air Races and all the trimmings which went with it, I noticed one smal (sic) article which, to my way of thinking in terms of aviation, is something outstanding.  A flight of 600 privately-owned flivver planes migrated to the Southern Air Races from all parts of the United States.  Out of this number of sportsmen and sportswomen pilots there was not the slightest mishap of any kind.  To me, this was one of the greatest boots for private flying you could ask for.  However, very little publicity was given the event.

“Safer Aircraft”
Speaking of private flying, according to a statement from the Civil Aeronautics Authority at Washington, they have agreed to make it easier to obtain licenses to fly private planes, if the aviation industry will develop safer airpanes (sic).  Just what they mean when they say “safer aircraft” I could not tell you.  If the 600 private fliers and their Flivver planes don’t prove the safety of aircraft, I don’t know what does.  Several years ago the Department of Commerce spent many thousands of dollar strying (sic) to develop a foolproof airplane, but everyone who knows about it is still waiting for the startling results that were promised.  As yet, nobody has even built a fool-proof automobile, let alone such an airplane.

If the new Civil Aeronautics Authority wants to help stimulate and promote private flying, I would suggest (along with several others, that they translate the present set of rules and regulations governing private flying into plain English where the average person could understand them without having to take a law course first.  Very few people who have the desire to fly would object to taking enough flying instruction to develop the art of flying.  But when it comes to spending twice as much time thumbing back and forth through a volume of technical written do’s and don’ts – well, it a little more than the ordinary person cares to do.  I don’t think anyone who has looked over the big book of rules and regulations can blame them.

Remembering my Father, Colonel W. W. Maas U.S. Air Force
by Fred Maas, Santa Fe, New Mexico, USA
Originally posted March 12, 2005

Col. W. W. Maas Nov. 17, 1916 – Jan 13, 2005

My father, Col. W. W. Maas, US Air Force reserve, passed away recently. He loved to fly, and so I told this story at his interment at the National Cemetery in Santa Fe, New Mexico.

The 1929 Ford Trimotor, 39-N9683-5ATB, was restored by American Airlines in the late sixties. My Dad, who worked for Bell Labs, did a lot of business with airlines, and he was offered a chance to fly in this plane before it went to the Air and Space museum in D.C. It was a huge thrill for him. This is his story of that flight.

As he left home he told us to watch for him, and he would try to fly over the house. Once in the plane, in the tiny cockpit and airborne, he was put in the copilot’s position.

The pilot leaned over toward him and shouted, “SORRY FOR HOW LOUD THIS PLANE IS, MR. MAAS.”

My Dad answered, “IT’S NOT AS LOUD AS THE B-29’S WE FLEW DURING THE WAR!!!”

The pilot was surprised. “I DIDN’T KNOW YOU WERE IN THE AIR FORCE?”

“I STILL AM,” my Dad answered. “I’M A COLONEL IN THE AIR FORCE
RESERVE!”

“REALLY?” The pilot thought a moment, then said, “WOULD YOU LIKE TO FLY HER?”

My father all but did a double-take, and looking at the pilot said, “YOU’D LET ME FLY IT?”

“SURE!” the pilot answered.

So my father took the controls and flew the plane. After a bit of practice he had the hang of it, could bank it and so on, and, knowing the terrain, he headed toward our house. A while later we, on the ground heard an unmistakable strange sounding plane and knew it could only be our Dad in the Tin Goose. Just as it came over he wiggled the wings at us, then disappeared over our horizon and the drone faded.

My Dad was having the time of his life. They were circling back toward the air field when my Dad turned to the pilot and shouted, “YOU KNOW THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I HAVE EVER FLOWN A PLANE!”

“WHAT?” the pilot answered, “I THOUGHT YOU SAID YOU FLEW B-29’S IN THE WAR?”

“YES, I DID… BUT I WAS THE NAVIGATOR!”