Photographs & Recollections from Michele Foltz April 20, 2004 |
He had worked with Houdini and sometimes would do tricks for them. She said one of them was he would sew his arm with needle and thread. After they had been partying, they would all get on his plane and his pilot would fly them someplace. Leslie did not fly the plane, but he would take a big whiff of oxygen, which he didn't share with the passengers. She said they, (the passengers), were so hung over they could hardly see. About 10 years ago, I was in Las Vegas and had an oxygen treatment. I learned then that oxygen can be used to cure hangovers! I told my mother that and she remembered the flights with Leslie and she started laughing and said he should have shared it with the rest of them instead of letting them suffer. Times were a lot different then and I hope that story doesn't tarnish his image with you. Leslie lived next door to Carmen Cavalero, the pianist. Carmen was playing in a nightclub in South Florida one time and Leslie flew my parents from Kentucky to hear him play. He had to build an extra room on his home to showcase/store all the gifts he and his wife received for their 50th wedding anniversary. Mother said she had never seen so much gold and gifts displayed before! He lost control of his company because a group had gained 51% of the company, he tried to fight it, but did not win. She said he was devastated about it. "Seat Belts For: |
October 17, 1961 |
"1922 Capt Cyril Turner (RAF) gave first skywriting exhibition (NYC). Turner spelled out "Hello USA. Call Vanderbilt 7200." 47,000 called. " |
We went to the Oshkosh, WI airshow one year and he took 20 ROLLS of pictures. We got to see the Stealth (bomber or fighter, I don't remember which, but it was totally awesome!) then. Michele |
via email from Michele Foltz, 5-29-05 During WWII, he had a parachute factory in Germany and although he was allowed in the country, he was not allowed inside his factory. There were soldiers with guns crossed guarding the entrance. Somehow he was able to get some money (cash) and got on a train to leave Germany. He put the money under the carpeting in his compartment - spread it all out under the carpet. He told her he was never so terrified in his life - here came the Gestapo, searching every inch of the train. Everytime they took a step, he could hear the money crackling and was terrified they would hear it. Well, Ralph, that's the last of my stories. Leslie was such a fascinating person, I feel fortunate to have met him and wish I had been older and could have known him better. I'm glad my mother knew so much about him. Take care, Michele Foltz |
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