Prologue: In 1943, Nile Kinnick, the 1939 Heisman Trophy winner from the University of Iowa, was the first Heisman winner to die, just shy of his 25th birthday. He died when his plane had an oil leak and he was unable to safely land it on board the aircraft carrier USS Lexington, which was in the Gulf of Paria in Venezuela. Kinnick was not only a talented football player, but also a model student, having been elected student body president at Iowa and graduated "with distinction" (Iowa's equivalent of Cum Laude) in 1940. He then went on to reject offers to play in the NFL and attended law school in Iowa City, while also serving as an assistant coach for the Hawkeye football team.
Kinnick also had an interest in politics. His maternal grandfather George W. Clarke was governor of Iowa, and Kinnick spoke at the Young Republicans convention in 1940, and later campaigned for Wendell Willkie. Of course, none of his future plans would come true due to his untimely death. However, the goal of this timeline is to explore what might happen if Nile Kinnick had lived. It seems that he did have some big plans, and for all we know, he could rise pretty high.
Anyways, here it goes. This is my first timeline in a while and I know I'm not that great of a writer, but here it goes.
Chapter 1.- A Near Miss.
Smoke started coming out of the Grumman F4F Wildcat. Ensign Nile Kinnick, the former Heisman winner from Iowa, saw his oil gauge dropping. He was four miles from the carrier USS Lexington. He knew he wouldn't be able to land on the deck. Kinnick then decided decided to try and get out of the plane before it crashed.
"This is it" he thought to himself. The plane was now on fire. He jumped out, hoping his parachute wouldn't catch on fire. He pushed himself out, closed his eyes, and jumped. He then waited and pulled the rip chord. After what seemed like an eternity he hit the water. He opened his eyes. He struggled to swim to the surface. He tried with all his might and finally made it. He then took a big breath, continuing to tread water. The time continued to drag on. Soon a rescue boat was in sight.
"I'm here! I'm here!"
Kinnick kept screaming. He then was pulled aboard and taken back to the Lexington. As soon as he got on board he saw his squadron mate Bill Reiter running towards him.
"Is he alive" shouted Reiter.
Kinnick stayed quiet. He then closed his eyes and passed out. He then found himself in a hospital room with bandages around his midsection and legs. He then saw a nurse nearby.
"Excuse me, but what happened to me?"
"Well Ensign Kinnick, you have some broken ribs and your right leg is broken. Apparently you hit the water pretty hard."
"Yeah, that was rough. So where are we at?"
"Well were still off the coast of Venezuela but we're heading back stateside. We're going to have you recover back up in Florida."
"Florida! So how long will I be out?"
"The doctor said you'd probably be out a few months" said the nurse.
Ensign Kinnick then smiled. He didn't want to miss out on combat, but at this point he was just glad to be alive. He had been sure that he would die. There had been no way that anyone could have survived such a crash, but here he was. As much as he had wanted to serve his country, Kinnick knew that he was lucky to survive.
Kinnick also had an interest in politics. His maternal grandfather George W. Clarke was governor of Iowa, and Kinnick spoke at the Young Republicans convention in 1940, and later campaigned for Wendell Willkie. Of course, none of his future plans would come true due to his untimely death. However, the goal of this timeline is to explore what might happen if Nile Kinnick had lived. It seems that he did have some big plans, and for all we know, he could rise pretty high.
Anyways, here it goes. This is my first timeline in a while and I know I'm not that great of a writer, but here it goes.
Chapter 1.- A Near Miss.
Smoke started coming out of the Grumman F4F Wildcat. Ensign Nile Kinnick, the former Heisman winner from Iowa, saw his oil gauge dropping. He was four miles from the carrier USS Lexington. He knew he wouldn't be able to land on the deck. Kinnick then decided decided to try and get out of the plane before it crashed.
"This is it" he thought to himself. The plane was now on fire. He jumped out, hoping his parachute wouldn't catch on fire. He pushed himself out, closed his eyes, and jumped. He then waited and pulled the rip chord. After what seemed like an eternity he hit the water. He opened his eyes. He struggled to swim to the surface. He tried with all his might and finally made it. He then took a big breath, continuing to tread water. The time continued to drag on. Soon a rescue boat was in sight.
"I'm here! I'm here!"
Kinnick kept screaming. He then was pulled aboard and taken back to the Lexington. As soon as he got on board he saw his squadron mate Bill Reiter running towards him.
"Is he alive" shouted Reiter.
Kinnick stayed quiet. He then closed his eyes and passed out. He then found himself in a hospital room with bandages around his midsection and legs. He then saw a nurse nearby.
"Excuse me, but what happened to me?"
"Well Ensign Kinnick, you have some broken ribs and your right leg is broken. Apparently you hit the water pretty hard."
"Yeah, that was rough. So where are we at?"
"Well were still off the coast of Venezuela but we're heading back stateside. We're going to have you recover back up in Florida."
"Florida! So how long will I be out?"
"The doctor said you'd probably be out a few months" said the nurse.
Ensign Kinnick then smiled. He didn't want to miss out on combat, but at this point he was just glad to be alive. He had been sure that he would die. There had been no way that anyone could have survived such a crash, but here he was. As much as he had wanted to serve his country, Kinnick knew that he was lucky to survive.
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