Pulling up to his ramp in back of a Piper two summers ago, the front-seater asked if the energetic kid who had raced up to pull the floats onto the slippery wood could be trusted around the prop. That “kid” was 92-year-old Bill Brooks, looking and acting youthful as a seaplaner.
I convinced the pilot his seaplane was in good hands. Although Bill’s trouble in renewing his medical certificate forced him from the cockpit of his Beaver and Cessna 206 in his early 90s, he still showed up for work everyday with his faithful dock-dog at his side. [Read more…]