By Ryan McGee

Thursday, July 31, 2008

Charles Lindbergh swore that voices saved his life. In 1927, deep within the loneliest moments of his 33-hour transatlantic flight, Lindy's plane was blanketed by heavy fog. He was tired, cold, hungry and unaware that his aircraft was in a downward loop toward the North Atlantic. Then the pilot realized he was not alone. "At times, the voices come out of the air itself," he recalled in his memoir, The Spirit of St. Louis. "Clear yet far away, traveling through distances that can't be measured ...

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