But the fact that he was going to Oklahoma in a plane, and he was going to bring me back a 10-gallon hat, just like Ken Maynard, my favorite cowboy wore. You know, this was a few years after Lindbergh crossed the Atlantic. I mean, it was exotic that my father was going there.
Pero para mí, el hecho de que iba a Oklahoma en avión de donde me trajo un sombrero de vaquero igual que el de Ken Maynard, mi actor favorito, — recuerden que era a poco tiempo después de que Lindbergh cruzó el Atlántico — era algo muy exótico.