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One morning, while heading to school, a Greek military plane roared overhead. He was afraid and rushed to hide. But as he turned and looked up at the sky, he knew what he saw would change his life forever. The olive-green biplane disappeared over the horizon, but not before Pisanos saw the aviator waiving at him.
Mediocre academic performance and the prohibitive cost of attending the Hellenic Air Force Academy prevented him from attaining his goal in his native Greece. But Pisanos was determined to chase his dream, even if that meant traveling to the other side of the world.
His family dismissed him as a dreamer. His father told him there was no future in aviation. Other relatives tried in vain to dissuade him, but Pisanos had already made up his mind to leave home and follow his dream to a new continent. He was not yet 18 and had not graduated from high school.
After leaving Greece, the ship went to Algeria to pick a load of iron, and from there it continued across the Atlantic for Baltimore. During a tumultuous storm, Steve asked one of his fellow crew members about their destination. When he learned they were heading toward an American city just a couple hours away from New York, he forgot the storm and became the happiest man on board.
Although his mind worked feverishly, he could not figure out a way to get off the ship. Pisanos continued to pace the galley, while anxiety and despair began to overwhelm him. Suddenly, the tranquil quietness of the morning was interrupted by the noise of a small motorboat that approached the ship.
Steve saw an old man climbing up the overboard ladder. The stranger, who carried some newspapers under his arm, walked by Pisanos and told him something he did not understand. Then he dropped a couple of newspapers in the galley and dining hall before disappearing.
He decided to return to the station and reorient himself. But just then Pisanos thought he heard spoken Greek. At first, he thought he was delusional. But when he looked up, he saw a Greek flag hanging outside a small well-lit building.
Now that his life was on a track, Pisanos was determined to work even harder to fulfill his dream. He eagerly accepted every job offer, realizing that leisure and free time were luxuries he could ill afford during his first years in America.
While Pisanos found success quickly, it seemingly peaked with equal speed. Soon he learned he was not eligible to join the U.S. Air Force because of his undocumented status. He had to accept the reality that determination and hard work would no longer help him fulfill his dream.
World War II had erupted in Europe. Although America was still neutral, news about the horrific developments dominated the headlines. In 1940, the Royal Air Force was fighting the Germans in the Battle of Britain.
Pisanos was flying a mission over Holland when news arrived that the United States had entered the war. When American military units began to arrive in England, commanders sought to promptly integrate Eagle Squadron civilian pilots into the U.S. Army Air Forces.
The U.S. military command quickly granted American citizenship to all six foreign nationals who served in Eagle Squadron and were now reassigned to the U.S. Air Force. The May 1942 naturalization ceremony took place at the American embassy in London.
Pisanos was the first among the six pilots who walked a few steps forward and raised his right hand to take the oath of citizenship. He was not aware that this moment would usher in a new chapter of American history.
While Eagle Squadron aviators were transferred to the American-led 4th fighter group, they kept their British spitfires for three months. It was then that the newly produced P-47 Thunderbolt arrived in England. Pisanos recalled the difficult transition to the new plane.
He jumped a fence and crossed a rural road before seeing the unattended motorcycle of the two German soldiers. He thought for a moment to try to ride it and escape but he did not dare. He continued to run before disappearing in the French countryside.
The next four days Pisanos wandered the French countryside. His injured shoulder hurt. He ate grass and drank water from creeks in order to survive. He spent his last night under a bridge before making contact the next day with the French resistance in a nearby village.
At first the French villagers were suspicious of him because he spoke English with an accent. But when they made contact with London and found out that he was a genuine American pilot, they started hugging and kissing him.
Officials in London directed that all downed aviators be transferred to central locations. The French resistance gave Pisanos false identification and smuggled him to Paris. They hid him among boxes in a truck loaded with firearm supplies for the resistance.
Pisanos was accommodated temporarily with other aviators in an apartment in Paris. During a late night party, one of the British pilots started playing the piano. It almost proved to be a fatal mistake.
In just minutes Gestapo officers appeared at their door, shouting and demanding to get in immediately. The panicked landlord asked the pilots to leave the building via the balcony. Pisanos and his companions had no option but to go out through the bedroom window, leap from the balcony and escape to the narrow streets of Paris.
Some members of the French resistance were excited to find out that Pisanos knew how to speak their language. It was uncommon for an American or British aviator to speak French, but Pisanos had learned the language during his high school years in Greece.
During his stay at another house in the northern Paris suburbs, Pisanos met members of one of the most daredevil groups in the resistance. He soon joined their ranks and became one of their most dedicated members, going out every night to destroy German targets throughout the city.
He did not stop working until the very end of the German occupation. While the allied forces were approaching Paris after the invasion of Normandy, Pisanos was trying to secure the safe passage of the troops by working to neutralize explosives that Germans placed below bridges.
Pisanos still remembers the crazy celebration that followed the German evacuation of Paris and the arrival of the allied forces in the city. Very soon he reunited with the American army and was sent back to London.
During his return he was surprised to learn that he was no longer eligible to participate in combat missions due to his work with the French resistance. It was a security measure in place to protect aviators. Because his activity in France exposed him to a lot of information pertinent to the intelligence community, there was a fear that if he were caught and tortured he may provide some of that intelligence.
Pisanos thought that time had come to settle down. He decided to accept a civilian pilot position for TWA and went to Kansas City to attend the local flying school. It was there that he met his future wife, Sofia.
But his passion for military aviation would not fade. Very soon he quit his job to join the newly formed U.S. Air Force. This time his task was to test advanced jet fighters and new weapons. His NATO assignments took him all over the world.
Today, Pisanos lives in San Diego. Although his wife Sofia has passed away and his children live with their families far away, Pisanos is never alone. Surrounded by veteran and Greek-American friends, he enjoys visiting the orthodox church of Saint Constantine and going for coffee.
Icarus's father Daedalus, a very talented Athenian craftsman, built a labyrinth for King Minos of Crete near his palace at Knossos to imprison the Minotaur, a half-man, half-bull monster born of his wife and the Cretan bull. Minos imprisoned Daedalus himself in the labyrinth because he believed Daedalus gave Minos's daughter, Ariadne, a clew[5] (or ball of string) in order to help Theseus escape the labyrinth and defeat the Minotaur.
Daedalus fashioned two pairs of wings for himself and his son, made of metal feather held to a leather frame by beeswax. Before trying to escape the island, he warned his son to follow his flight path and not fly too close to the sun or the sea. Overcome by giddiness while flying, Icarus disobeyed his father and soared higher into the sky. Without warning, the heat from the sun softened (and melted) the beeswax. Icarus could feel melted wax dripping down his arms. The feathers then fell one by one. Icarus kept flapping his "wings" trying to stay aloft, but he realized that he had no feathers left. He was flapping his bare arms. He also saw loose feathers falling like snowflakes. Finally, he fell into the sea, sank to the bottom, and drowned. Daedalus wept for his son and called the nearest land Icaria (an island southwest of Samos) in the memory of him. Today, the supposed site of his burial on the island bears his name, and the sea near Icaria in which he drowned is called the Icarian Sea.[6][7][8] With much grief, Daedalus went to the temple of Apollo in Sicily, hung up his own wings as an offering, and promised to never attempt to fly again.[9] According to scholia on Euripides, Icarus thought himself greater than Helios, the Sun himself, and the god punished him by directing his powerful rays at him, melting the beeswax. Afterwards, it was Helios who named the Icarian Sea after Icarus.[10]
Hellenistic writers give euhemerising variants in which the escape from Crete was actually by boat, provided by Pasipha, for which Daedalus invented the first sails, to outstrip Minos's pursuing galleys, that Icarus fell overboard en route to Sicily and drowned, and that Heracles erected a tomb for him.[11][12]
The account by Pseudo-Apollodorus is brief.[14] Ovid's account in the Metamorphoses is among the lengthiest, and the Latin poet refers to Icarus's myth elsewhere.[15] Hyginus, among the Augustan writers who wrote about it in Latin in his Fabulae, tells of the bovine love affair of Pasipha, daughter of the Sun, that resulted in the birth of the Minotaur.
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