An Air Force captain at Wheelus Air Base in Tripoli came striding into the Protestant Men's banquet very late. We were all but finished with the meal. He was still in his flying gear. His face bore the marks of weariness and strain. He was president of the Protestant Men of the Chapel. Rapping for attention, he thanked the men for coming and apologized for being late.
Then, in a voice laden with emotion, he said, "Men, it has been a hard day. Flying out of Turkey I had difficulty with the radio, and finally lost it altogether. Then, when I approached our field, the landing gear would not come down. I circled and I circled and I circled, but the gear would not come down. As I contemplated what I should do, something told me to circle once more. I did, and the landing gear came clear. . .God was in the cockpit with me tonight."
 

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