none more outspoken and zealous than billy mitchell. >> billy mitchell believed that air power could be decisive in warfare and that the next war would be won by air power. >> mitchell's visionary idea that the united states should have a separate air force made him some enemies, but it also made him friends. many of them, world war i pilots like captain robert oles. >> this is my dad. >> his son can still remember hearing the fly boys spin their yarns. >> i used to sit at the top of the stairs as a little boy and listen to my dad and his contemporaries. it was back during the depression years, so the entertainment was whatever they did right there on base. i'd hear their tales of flying. >> robin oles was born in 1922 and he'd follow his father into the skies, becoming a legendary ace and military leader. >> dad took me up on my birthday when i was about 8. it was a biplane, open cockpit. it's still a thrill to think about it. it's quite different from flying a jet. sitting there with the breeze in your face, wonderful. >> mitchell knew that overcoming the military's prejudice agains

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