This handsome man is Douglas “Wrong Way” Corrigan. An aviator, friends with Charles Lindbergh, Corrigan envied Lindbergh’s trans-Atlantic flight, and wanted to do the flight himself. Unfortunately, when he flew to New York in 1938 to get permission and to have his plane approved for the flight, his plane was deemed unsafe. A single engine plane with the door held shut with twine, it was really no surprise it didn’t pass muster. Nevertheless, Corrigan left to fly back to California, his home, with a heavy heart. However, as he left, he took off flying east, so he could take off into the wind, and “forgot” to turn around. Of course, he just “happened” to not realise his mistake until he most of the way across the Atlantic, at which point he just continued on to Ireland, and then England. Citing faulty compasses and heavy fog and clouds as his reasons that he didn’t realise he was flying in the wrong direction, Corrigan became an instant celebrity back in the US. Both the aviator and the plane were shipped back (by boat) to America, where he was nicknamed “Wrong Way” Corrigan, and honoured with a ticker tape parade in New York City, backwards parades, watches that ran in the wrong direction, and baseball games where the only type of hit allowed was a foul, and the players ran the bases in the opposite direction. He later wrote a book titled That’s My Story, and starred in a film The Flying Irishman, an adaptation of his life. He died in 1995, in California.