I was looking back through Chip's old sailplane log books. I had forgotten, but I gave him his auto tow on his first solo flight back in 1973 at Dillingham Airfield.
We had an old Civil Air Patrol standard station wagon with the gear shifter on the column of the steering wheel. If you missed a gear the rope would start to slack leaving the glider pilot wondering if the rope had broken and whether to pull the release to free the sailplane so the pilot could head for the ridge to get some lift to stay in the air.
Fortunately, that day I did not miss a gear and Chip successfully made it to the ridge and bought more time to stay up in the air to plan his landing some 30 minutes later.
Little did I know he would go on to fly over 18,000 flights and 8,000 hours of glider flying while inspiring 100's if not thousands to fly. He was a great brother and I am always glad we enjoyed the joy of soaring together. I will always miss him and think of him especially when I fly.