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This is Relic Radio. Sci Fi Old time Radio. Science fiction stories from relicradio.com WRW Radio 59 next. And now another tale well calculated to keep you in suspense. What will man's first flight into space be like? Will he be able to re enter the Earth's atmosphere? And how will he feel? Well, we don't know for sure. So this is only imagination as we bring you George Bamber's flight of fancy. Re entry. Oh brother. This miserable cold. And my sinuses. Haven't you heard about Dristan? Dristan Decongestant tablets not only help drain all eight sinus cavities, critical areas of colds infection, but circulating through the blood, Dristan reaches all congested areas in one fast acting, uncoated three layer tablet. Dristan, for the first time, combine a decongestant to shrink all swollen membranes, relieve pressure and pain. An exclusive anti allergen to help keep breathing passages dry and clear. Pain relievers to ease body aches, reduce fever. Vitamin C to help build body resistance. This is Dristan. Today, Dristan is widely imitated, but the exclusive Dristan formula cannot be duplicated. For real relief from colds, misery and sinus congestion. There is nothing, nothing like Dristan decongestant tablets.
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I don't think I'll ever get used to getting up and fixing your breakfast at 4:30 in the morning.
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A lot of men get up and go to work at 4:30 in the morning.
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Want some more eggs, Howard? Would you like some more eggs?
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Hmm? Oh, no, no, this is fine.
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Today's the day, isn't it?
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What day?
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Today's the day you take it up, isn't it?
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Yes, I suppose so. If everything checks out all right. There's no reason why not.
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It's silly. But I keep wanting to ask you if the ship's all right. If it can really go up that high and withstand the heat and shock of the plunge back to Earth. Oh, I know it is, or else you wouldn't take it up. But I just want to hear you say everything's going to be all right.
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Aaron. Mechanically, the X15 has been engineered to perfection. It's passed every test. Metallurgical wind tunnel, powerless flight in theory. We've flown it a million times on the ground. We've taken it as far as we can go. And now we have to take it.
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Up and see once and for all if it's possible for a man to ride a skyrocket. And if he can, can he steer it back to Earth without it falling apart from Heat and shock.
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Aaron.
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Oh, Pappy, I'm sorry. I could bite my tongue. I promised myself a million times that when the day came, I wouldn't say a word. Here I am. Oh, please forgive me. I know as well as you do that everything will be all right. More coffee?
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No, no, I better be going. You want the station wagon today?
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Yes, I've got to get groceries.
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All right.
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Let me walk you to the door. You got everything? Briefcase notes?
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Mm.
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I suppose on this day of days I should be able to think of something witty and brave to say, but all I can think of is be careful.
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Don't worry, I will. Bye, now.
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Bye, Poppy. You want to look in on the kids before you go?
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What's more, I'll see them when I get home tonight.
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Oh, yes, of course. Bye, dear.
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Well, that's it, Pappy. Everything has been checked and double checked. The X15 is locked in and ready to go at 0730 hours. Ed here will take off and carry you and your craft at 36,500ft. Ground control will wait two seconds and then ignite your rockets. From then on, you're on your own. There's no change in aircraft test? No. Just don't take it more than 100 miles up. All we're interested in in this trip is reentry. And I don't think we'll have any problems there. Any questions? No, sir. Very well, then. I've got to get over to Operations or I'll miss the whole show. Good luck to you both. Thank you. Thank you, sir. Well, let's take the Jeep over. Right. Well, how does it feel to be a white collar hero? What do you mean by that? Is there any doubt in your mind, Pappy, that she'll make it? There's always doubt, Ed. That's why I fly, to eliminate doubt. Tell me something, Pappy. Are you scared? What do you think? Well, if you're like me. I know. I wonder what it will feel like to fly into the edge of space. To be out there all alone the first man up. Ed, I know that at first I'll be heavy from the thrust of the rocket. Seven times my own weight. And then I know I'll be weightless when they cut out. And then during re entry, as the atmosphere starts to drag against the hull of the ship, I'll slowly gain weight again. More than that, I don't know what I'll feel. I'll find out when I get there. Happy? When we're seven miles up, I might be so busy getting ready to Drop your plane. I might forget to wish you luck. Let me do it now. Thanks, Ed. I might need it. You drive or shall I? I'll drive. X15, this is ground control. Control. X15, this is ground Control. You are now zero minus one minute from drop off. Roger, ground control. X15, this is aircraft commander. X15, this is aircraft commander. Your loxy and ammonia have been topped off and disconnected. You are free to fall. Thanks, Ed. Our altitude is 36,500ft and our air speed is 50 constant. The flight plan is now yours. Okay, Ed, everything checks out across the board. Just for kicks, do you have your rocket throttle set on prime? I've been through this maneuver so many times I can do it in my sleep. Everything here is straight stick. Good. You are now seven miles above the face of the earth. Would you like to try for 100? I have a lady in the balcony. Doctor, this is ground control. Please clear the air. You are now 0 minus 30 seconds from drop off. Please clear the air. Will you listen to them up there talking just like it was any other day. What do you want them to do, get out on the wing and pull? Well, I'd do something. They've never fired those engines in the air before. I bet they blow right up in his face as I fire it all. Ah, knock it off, Sarge. When they were making the free fall test, you swore that ship would fall like a stone. While it didn't, he flew it down better than a glider. Ah, the free fall was different. This time I'm right. She doesn't blow to smithereens when they cut in them rockets. And she'll heat up and fall apart on reentry. One way or the other, he's not coming back. You wouldn't like to make a little wager on that, would you? I bet you a month's pay you're on. Make it two months of your pay. You E3s don't make enough for a man to live on. Okay, my two against. Your one says he makes it back and I say he don't. All right, men, knock it off. Tend to your equipment. We're now, sir. 0 minus 13 seconds from drop off. Ready for countdown. Roger, Ground control. Stable. Table on. Climber on. All control operational. I'm ready to roll. Count down. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2. Drop off. Dr. May. Why doesn't he say something? His orders were to talk as much as he can. Minus 30 seconds to burnout. Give him time. As soon as the rocket motors cut out, he'll be Able to talk right now. He's plastered back against his seat with seven GS. He feels that if he opens his mouth right now, his jaw will tear off. Aircraft Commander to Ground Control. He's out of sight now. Both engines fired perfectly and he climbed up. Snap. Faster than anything I've seen in a lifetime of flying. Charlett. A good job. Well done. Fair. Radar reports x15 on course and climbing steadily. How about telemetrics? Respiration twice normal. Heartbeat up from normal 65 points. Body temperature normal. 90 seconds. 90 seconds is all it takes them to burn 7 tons of fuel and climb 25 miles. That sounds fast enough, but down here it seems like forever. Take it easy, General. He'll make it. Yes, I know. Flame up. But why doesn't he say something? As soon as the rocket's cut out, he's weightless and coasting. He should be able to talk. Ground Control, make sure we have radio contact. X15, this is ground control. X15, this is ground Control. Do you read me? Over. X15, this is ground Control. Do you read me? Over. Ground Control, this is your old Pappy. And I read you just fine. Just fine. What's the matter with him? He doesn't sound right. He's completely weightless now. I think he's experiencing a side effect of exuberance and exhilaration. It's to be expected. Hello, Pappy. This is General Brighton. Can you read me? Yes, General. Us chickens hear you loud and clear. Try to keep us informed as much as possible on your observations and operations. How does the ship handle? Like a dream, baby. Like an effortless dream. Everything is pinpoint. Control, it seems like I'm just sitting still. But the stable table says we're still climbing at 45 degrees. And if I'm to believe the airspeed indicator hanging on the wall, I'm traveling at 3,900 miles an hour. Pappy, describe the effects of weightlessness. Do you feel nauseated? Dizzy? No, I feel fine. I feel like I'm home for the first time in my life. Like this is where I belong and I want to stay. It's so easy to move. If I want to lift my arm, it jumps up. If I stick it straight out in the air and relax, it stays where I leave it so I can rest it anywhere I want it. But that isn't the best, Dr. May. Not the best. Oh, you should be up here, Doctor. It's beautiful, just beautiful. What's beautiful? Space. The threshold of the universe. It's the beginning, Dr. May. And it's the end. Describe it. Well, it's black. The universe is black. For a long while it was misty blue gray, but now it's just black velvet. And the stars? Stars are brilliant. They crawl through the universe like huge Christmas tree bulbs. Steady blue, green, yellow. And they don't twinkle. They just hang there. And if I keep going, I can reach one just a little bit farther. X15, this is ground control. You have now reached an altitude of 95 miles. Begin reentry maneuver. Well, if it's all the same to you, ground control, I've got enough gas. I just think I'll just go a little bit farther. X15, you've passed the apex of your flight. Your orders are to level off for reentry. But I have to keep going. I'll be back. What's the matter with him? Evidently the aura of well being that weightlessness produces has given him a dangerous, false sense of cure. Please, just let me climb another 10 minutes. Another 10 minutes. By that time he won't be able to re enter. He'll shoot out into space. Try giving him a direct order in this childlike state. He might respond to the first positive suggestion. X15, this is General Brighton. I order you to level off that aircraft and commence the classic reentry maneuver. Do you read me, sir? That ship is property of the United States government. I order you to level off and return it to this field in accordance with your contract. Don't argue with me. Bring it down. Yes, sir. What's he doing, Radar? He's leveling, Officer. Now he's beginning the 45 degree angle of re entry. Telemetrics, what do you read? Temperature normal. Pulse normal. Respiration normal. Radar reports the aircraft has definitely begun the correct angle of reentry. Happy. Dr. May again. If it doesn't interfere too much, we would appreciate it if you'd keep giving your sensations and reactions whenever you can during reentry. What for? I don't see any point in it. Please, Pappy. It may be important. All right. When I pushed the nose down, the edge of the earth broke above my instrument panel like the rim of a great sea. A sea that has turned to blue green mud covered with a cataract film of clouds. The rivers of lead are beginning to pour through my veins, weighting down my arms. It's. It's getting harder to breathe. Sound is beginning to come back. And I feel like I'm turning my back on a new world and re entering a dead one. Sound is beginning to come back. Sounds like the plane is falling apart. And there are people Standing on my wings. Outside, she's getting difficult to handle. The ship is pitching and yawing as she hits each shockwave of atmosphere, and I can feel it starting to heat up. In spite of the air conditioning and insulation, the heat is almost unbearable in here. No. What's happened? No. No. I can't. I can't. Happy, do you read me? What's going on out there? I can't. I can't come back to that crumbling world of gravity and death. I can't. He's the thermal thicket. What's going on out there? This is where you'll melt apart in midair. I don't belong down there. Nobody does. I'm going back while there's still time. Okay, Cox. I'll raise you another month's pay. Money in the bank. Happy, what's wrong? I've got to get back before it's too late. My arms are getting so heavy, my fingers hardly move. The ship's so hard to fly. I've got to get out of this safety harness. The ship must be too hot to fly. He's trying to bail out. I think he's losing his mind. Pappy, listen to me. What do you think you're doing? Man was never meant to live on Earth, Doctor. Me? We were meant to live free. Free from the oppressive weight of flesh. Man was made to live in space. And I'm getting out of this safety harness and going back out there mad. He's mad. Happy, I order you to fasten your safety harness and bring that ship in. You can't order me, General. It's getting hotter in here. I can see the skin on the nose change from black to dull cherry Reddit. It looks like a. Like a hot piece of steel. Hot and dirty, like the coal of a cigarette on the cement. I have to disconnect this umbilical cord. Happy, do not disconnect the umbilical cord. You cannot live without it. Right now, you think you can, but you cannot. You need the oxygen to breathe. Happy, that ship is property of the United States government. The ship is yours. My mind is my own. General. I have to go back while there's still time. While there's still time to disconnect this Clappy. Listen to me. You cannot live without the cord. You need oxygen to live. Pappy, for the sake of Aaron and the children, leave the cord alone. Pappy, do you hear me? What's the telemetric meeting? They've dropped to normal, sir, right across the board. Normal? Normal, sir. Radar, what's your reading? Aircraft Adhering to the proper 45 degree angle of descent, losing altitude at the proper speed. In just a moment we will return for the concluding act of suspense. Welcome recording star Mel Torme. It's terrible trying to sing with a bad cold. So I always take four way cold tablets to relieve cold miseries fast. Good idea. Tests of all the leading cold tablets proved four way fastest acting. Four way starts in minutes to relieve muscular pains, headache, reduce fever, calm upset stomach. Also overcomes irregularity when you catch cold. Try my way. Take four way cold tablets fast way to relieve cold distress and feel better quickly. Four way only 29 cents. Our program will continue in a moment after word about another fine product of Grove Laboratories. 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And then Mr. Howard Pappy Winfield will step from the cockpit and become the first man to have flown into outer space and returned. It is a beautiful day at Edwards Air Force Base. The sun is hot and bright, but there is a prevailing westerly wind. Oh, right. Now, out of the ground control complex, I see officers and men coming out climbing into vehicles. It won't be long now. There's General Brighton. Perhaps I can get him to say a few words on today's test. General Brighton? Yes, General Brighton, would you care to comment on the success of this afternoon's test? It won't be counted a success until the plane is safely at a stop on that Runway. Well, is there any reason to believe it won't be a success? No comment. Several men are pointing off to the east, but as yet. Yes, yes, now I see it too. It looks to be hardly bigger than a effect just a few feet above the horizon. But it's growing bigger all the time now. Now we can see it quite clearly. The pilot has jettisoned his ventral stabilizer. This strange dart like aircraft has no wheels. It lands on steel skids on its underside. There, she's touching down. You can see a cloud of smoke from the floor where she hit. She bounced out. Now she's crying again. This is the ship the newspaper men call the missile with the man in it. And that's exactly what she looks like. A huge black missile with stubby wings. A plume of dust is following her. It decreases as the ship slows down. And it is slowing. In a moment. In a moment it will be almost a breatht. There it is. It is almost stopped. Listen to the cheering of the technicians as they run toward the ship. I'm trying to keep up with them. It sounds like Cape Canaveral are a good day. Getting closer to the ship. The dust is settling over her dull black surface. Her sharp needle nose looks deadly now. They're moving an aluminum ladder in a place next to the ship. Mechanics and asbestos gloves are working to get the canopy raised, the latches released. Slowly the canopy is being raised. In just a moment, we catch our first sight of the first man from outer space. If I can just get closer. Ladies and gentlemen. Ladies and gentlemen, there is no one there. The cockpit is empty. Suspense. You have been listening to re entry written for suspense by George Bamber. In a moment, the names of our players and a word about next week's story of suspense. In this day and atomic age, another place to find suspense is in the news. And one reporter who never loses an opportunity to make the most of a colorful, suspenseful news story is Lowell Thomas Heard weekday evenings on CBS Radio. Get into the habit. Get your news from Lowell Thomas. Heard in tonight's story were Lyle Toudrow as Patty. With Margaret Draper, Les Damon, Bob reddick, Frank Thomas Jr. Robert Donley, Mason Adams, Jim Bowles, Frank Butler and Whitfield Connor. Listen again next week when we return with the Last Trip. Written especially for suspense by Ralph Bell and Eugene Francis. The story of a man's last ride. Another tale well calculated. To keep you in suspense on CBS Radio.
Date: October 27, 2025
Source: RelicRadio.com
Story by: George Bamber
This episode features the classic science fiction radio drama “Re-entry,” originally aired on Suspense, focusing on man’s first foray into space and the psychological and physical challenges of re-entering Earth’s atmosphere. The story, centered on test pilot “Pappy” Winfield, explores the technical, emotional, and existential stakes of space exploration as imagined in the early space age.
The episode uses earnest, period-appropriate dialogue—mixing warm domesticity, military professionalism, and lyrical wonder. Pappy’s journey transforms from technical trial to existential odyssey, culminating in a haunting suggestion about humanity’s place in the universe.
“Re-entry” thoughtfully explores the courage, peril, and profound allure of space travel as imagined on the cusp of the actual space age. The drama juxtaposes human relationships and earthly ties with the intoxicating possibility—and terror—of transcending our planet’s limits. It ends with a classic twist, leaving listeners to question whether the price of such transcendence is, literally, losing touch with humanity itself.