red4golf
Line Up and Wait
- Joined
- Sep 29, 2012
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- University Place, WA
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- Red4Golf
- Home Airfield
- S50
Have patience. Sometimes the quiet ones are deeply absorbing the experience.
This was me during my first flight. My dad's work buddy took me up in his Taylorcraft when I was about 13 or so. It was my first flight and I couldn't wait.
I was the kid that actually read Chuck Yeager's biography when it came out in 6th grade and couldn't read Pappy Boyington's fast enough when I found out my sister-in-law was his granddaughter and especially after having met the gentleman that shot him down.
So, what did I do when we got in the plane? I stared at the wire on the fuel cap, hardly looked out of the side window because we were so high up, and sat quietly so I didn't interrupt his focus on flying or the radio. I did watch everything that was going on with the gauges, controls and on the radio.
I was so excited that I think I was in overload. To this day I wonder if he knew how much I loved that experience. Here I am nearly 30 years later flying every chance I get and thanking / blaming both him and my dad for exposing me to this world.


