Characters and Story
The strip evolved as Connie Kurridge went through various situations and occupations, including aviator, stunt pilot, charity worker, reporter and detective. Villains were fooled by her beauty and underestimated her agility and resourcefulness. Comics historian Don Markstein commented:
- When Connie's daily strip began, on May 13, 1929, she became "flighty" in a different sense. There, she was played as an adventuring aviator, and the strips her series fit right in with included Tailspin Tommy, Skyroads and the early Brick Bradford—except, of course, for her gender. Connie was the first female adventure hero in American comics, the precursor to Brenda Starr, Deathless Deer, Modesty Blaise and all the rest. Connie (last name Kurridge—sounds like "courage", get it?) was deceptively pretty, tho as a product of the flapper era, rather flat-chested compared to modern comics women. Neither villains nor readers back then expected to find an agile and resourceful brain beneath her lovely blonde curls. And she was capable of spectacular feats of derring-do, such as flying great distances cross-country in an unfamiliar plane, at night, with neither navigational equipment nor lights; or performing stunt flights in a plane she knew had recently been sabotaged.
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