T.G.I.H.A.F.

Winged Victory!; Of Friers and Fliers;

The Epic Passions at the Chicken-Flying Championship

By Henry Allen

May 20, 1981, Wednesday

Style; B1

Way, way off across the valley, across the burgeoning Ohio heartland, the green bosom of America, the rising grain where cloud shadows walk and the skeletons of Tecumseh's warriors slumber, they could see something coming.

Thousands of good Americans leaned forward from pcinic blankets and grandstand seats. From the hill that bears the barns and homestead of the Bob Evans Farm, they scoured the distance with their eyes.

"Well, this is it," said Gene Herman, commander of the 13-member Takoma Park, Md., Chicken Flying Squadron, which had driven for two…