Ladies and gentlemen, your Captain has turned on the Fasten Seat Belt sign...
Growing up my dad used to take me
on father-daughter ice cream dates that weren’t just at the local ice cream
shop. No – they were anywhere from three to 100 miles from home, and always
included a detour to a different airfield, air museum, or aviation monument. I
couldn’t escape it, nor did I want to. Since setting eyes on The Jenny in the
Red Barn of the Museum of Flight in Seattle and boarding my first commercial
Boeing 737, I have fallen in love with aviation. Now, after spending far too
much time away from the world of aviation, I have found myself yearning to take
to the skies and fly.
Here's to a new journey. Please stand by...