ARMY & NAVY: Rodgers

Over the Delaware River one afternoon last week a plane, sweeping for a landing, sideslipped, twirled awkwardly down to death. From the aerodrome on the bank a boat put out, men floundered into the water/ worked desperately to extricate the officer and mechanic in the cockpit. The latter, one Samuel Schultz, was easy to lift out, but the plunging engine had jammed the officer's leg, crushed in his chest. "Easy, boys," he said over and over in a dry, thin voice. Two hours later, in the Naval Hospital, he died—Commander John Rodgers, U.S.N.

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