August 17, 1918
Dear Diary,
I’m proud of myself. I think I have inflated my family too by becoming the first pilot of the royal family, the Windsors. Today, I was certified as a fully qualified pilot after working and training many years at the Royal Air Force and the Royal Naval Air Service. I was chaffed about my accomplishment and thought that I could make my father, or as I should call him, King George V proud and delighted as well. I guess my effort was just a waste of my energy. Whatever I do won’t make him happy or satisfied. When I was appointed Officer in Charge of Boys at the Royal Naval Air Service, or Officer Commanding Number 4 Squadron of the Boys' Wing at Cranwell, I was hoping that I would make him forget about my stammer just for a while and pat me on the back. I had failed to elate him with those accomplishments. So I was hoping that getting a fully qualified pilot certificate would elate him, but as usual, he continued seeing my brother Edward as his one and only child. He always emphasizes how good of a man and a king he will be. He even prays to the God that I won’t be able to get the throne. I heard him once say, "I pray God that my eldest son will never marry and that nothing will come between Bertie and Lilibet and the throne." Well, I have to say that’s fine for me. I am reluctant about becoming a king anyways.
I’m proud of myself. I think I have inflated my family too by becoming the first pilot of the royal family, the Windsors. Today, I was certified as a fully qualified pilot after working and training many years at the Royal Air Force and the Royal Naval Air Service. I was chaffed about my accomplishment and thought that I could make my father, or as I should call him, King George V proud and delighted as well. I guess my effort was just a waste of my energy. Whatever I do won’t make him happy or satisfied. When I was appointed Officer in Charge of Boys at the Royal Naval Air Service, or Officer Commanding Number 4 Squadron of the Boys' Wing at Cranwell, I was hoping that I would make him forget about my stammer just for a while and pat me on the back. I had failed to elate him with those accomplishments. So I was hoping that getting a fully qualified pilot certificate would elate him, but as usual, he continued seeing my brother Edward as his one and only child. He always emphasizes how good of a man and a king he will be. He even prays to the God that I won’t be able to get the throne. I heard him once say, "I pray God that my eldest son will never marry and that nothing will come between Bertie and Lilibet and the throne." Well, I have to say that’s fine for me. I am reluctant about becoming a king anyways.