My father, someone that loved flying so much, only flew once after his service. He rented a plane and took two of his brothers on a sample flight. He said the rented plane was a dog and he almost flew it into the ground trying to thrill his brothers. I guess marrying and raising children kept him from flying again. It's sad because he really had a passion for flying. For just the cost of gasoline, we would spend many evenings on the roof top observatory of the local airport watching planes take off and land when I was a youth. I thought it was fun stuff never realizing how he longed to be flying. It really saddens me now as I recall those days.
Growing up, there were six of us guys that were the best of friends... still are for that matter. Four of the six became pilots. One flew commercially and one flew a single engine craft for the Sheriff department and for the Kansas wildlife research and for the electric company flying lines.... you name it... he's been on that gig. He had two personal single engine crafts and was an instructor for many years. Why me and my other buddy did not fly I can't say. I've flown with the others many times and help them financially get their hours early in their training. I've flown a bit here and there but never perused a license. I will admit... it is an incredible feeling to pilot a craft.
Growing up, there were six of us guys that were the best of friends... still are for that matter. Four of the six became pilots. One flew commercially and one flew a single engine craft for the Sheriff department and for the Kansas wildlife research and for the electric company flying lines.... you name it... he's been on that gig. He had two personal single engine crafts and was an instructor for many years. Why me and my other buddy did not fly I can't say. I've flown with the others many times and help them financially get their hours early in their training. I've flown a bit here and there but never perused a license. I will admit... it is an incredible feeling to pilot a craft.
