About 1980 I was building a fence for a camp right behind an elderly woman’s house who invited me inside for a cold drink and AC as it was a blistering hot summer day.
There were photos on the wall of her as a young woman in the late 1920’s wing walking on biplanes, walking around the edge of the empire state building and on the top of bridges over the Hudson.
She delighted in describing each photo and the people in them. Must have stayed 2 hours listening to her.
That lady has forgotten more nerve than I have ever had. I learned to fly, soloed a few times and loved it..and love to go up in small planes. But I have never desired to try wingwalking. Those ladies were fearless. Yours must have been a great conversation with her. Wow.