The context of a Mann

Hiram Mann

On Friday, May 23, Hiram Mann was laid to rest. After 92 years his body had given all it had to give.

He was my friend. I’m sorry to say I was not at the ceremony with his family, his illustrious peers, and others who witnessed a U.S Air Force honor guard attending to his interment. Rather, I was a thousand miles away attending the wedding of my son. It was a wonderful wedding, but I must admit, Hiram was on my mind the whole time. He was not your average, everyday, run-of-the-mill kind of guy.

If you ever find yourself searching for an example of how one man can make a profound and lasting difference in the world, consider Hiram’s life as proof.

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When in doubt, panic

Last week news organizations gleefully trumpeted the near collision of two airliners. Their coverage was spotty at best, with few, if any, first hand accounts from anyone with actual knowledge of the event, other than the description of a passenger.

Fortunately for editors and news producers who are too busy or disinterested to assign actual reporters to what is purported to be an earth-shattering story of epic proportions, one passenger seated aboard one of those aircraft sidelines was a writer, or a blogger at least. He wrote a first-person account of his experience that appears to have fueled the media frenzy over the near-event. He titled that expose, “Two Weeks Ago, I Almost Died in the Deadliest Plane Crash Ever.”

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Endings, beginnings, and opportunities

Regular readers of this column may notice a small change to the bio blurb that runs below. It’s shorter. The line about being the founder and president of the Polk Aviation Alliance has been removed, because although I remain the founder, I am no longer the president. I’ve resigned.

My local newspaper, which seems to be struggling to decide whether it wants to be more of a National Enquirer sort of sensationalist rag or a TMZ sort of sensationalist rag, ran my resignation as a front page story.

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Tell your story

Perhaps it has occurred to you. as it has to me, aviation attracts high achievers like a moth to a flame. Ours is not the domain of the weak or timid. Similarly it’s not an exclusive outpost for rich, old, white guys who split their time between the golf course, the yacht club, the airport, and pillaging the economy for their own personal gain. That’s the common perception of us. Wrong as it may be, that image persists.

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With an atonal buzz and a tin ear we toddle onward

There is a story that circulates in the music business that suggests an interesting parallel to general aviation. The story takes place in the late 1960s when Jimi Hendrix and his band arrived at the BBC studios to do a soundcheck in preparation for a performance to be recorded later in the day.

For those who are unfamiliar, a soundcheck is an abbreviated performance that allows the sound engineers to talk to the musicians, try each instrument in turn, try them all together, and find the various volumes and settings that allow the band to sound as they should for the performance.

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What do we want?

There’s a great scene in the movie, “Field of Dreams,” that sticks in my head. Kevin Costner’s character has taken the character played by James Earl Jones to a baseball game. Kevin plays an innocent who has an unlikely story to tell and a major favor to ask. Jones, on the other hand ,plays a legendary writer who no longer publishes and has become something of a recluse. Their relationship is tenuous at best, showing signs of strain from their very first meeting. It remains tense throughout their early interactions.

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There will be paperwork

After leaving a phone message and receiving the requested call-back from a fully qualified staff member, I was able to make an appointment to visit a critical government facility here in central Florida. On the appointed day I motored over to the semi-secret location and rode the elevator to the floor where I had been instructed my appointment would take place. Put another way, I visited the Orlando Flight Standards District Office.

The incentive for my visit was the renewal of my flight instructor certificate. No matter what you do in aviation, there will be paperwork.

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The circus is more than just a circus

It’s an American tradition that continues unabated, thank goodness. Kids start smiling a little wider in the weeks before the big day. Neighborhood dogs pick up on the excitement, wagging their tails with abandon. Moms and dads prepare for days of high strung adventure, followed by the easily predictable collapse of exhausted young ‘uns. Wait a year and the whole process repeats. The circus is coming to town. Rejoice!

Now in all honesty, it doesn’t matter if it’s the circus coming to town, the South by Southwest Festival in Austin, Texas (often abbreviated to read SXSW), the Eastern States Exposition in Springfield, Massachusetts (more frequently referred to by locals as The Big E), or the Tillamook County Fair in Oregon.

What gets the local chamber of commerce excited about all these events is the draw they create. Folks come from the countryside to the city to see the sights, or they come from the surrounding counties to the fairgrounds to enter their prize bull in competition, or they fly an airplane from one side of the continent to the other so they can stand shoulder-to-shoulder with tens of thousands of other aviation minded folks in one of the truly great aeronautical spectacles on the planet.

This is what economic opportunity looks like. Whether the event’s logo features clown in full makeup, a movie star, or a kid chewing on an ear of corn — it doesn’t make one bit of difference.

There are major and minor festivals, carnivals, conventions, and expositions from one corner of our nation to the other, and it is to our great benefit that aviation plays a role in many of them. In fact, our aeronautical interests take center stage as the primary focus of a handful of major events each year.

Which means we aviation nuts can take a bow right alongside the major festivals intended to celebrate film, music, the strawberry harvest, this year’s corn crop, and the wonder of maple syrup production.

Yes, I’m talking economics. Money. Cash flow. The magical principle of what happens when people from out of town come to your local area, spend money, and leave with a smile on their face and a song in their heart.

This fiscal reality matters to the general aviation community more than it does to those other festival and special event organizers for the simple reason that few communities are trying to rid themselves of clowns or maple trees. It’s rare that a city puts the kibosh on a music series or a film festival. Nope, we welcome the fruitcake toss festival, and the international rotten sneaker contest, and even the Bonnie and Clyde Festival that celebrates a pair of dangerous psychopaths from the Great Depression.

But aviation? That’s where a disquieting number of communities decide to draw the line.

Would those communities be so quick and relentless in their opposition of aviation if they knew the real economic impact it can bring to their doorsteps? I doubt it.

Let’s consider two major aviation events as examples. AirVenture in Oshkosh, Wisconsin, is the gold standard, with Lakeland, Florida’s SUN ‘n FUN International Fly-In and Expo taking the silver medal in terms of size and scope.

SUN ‘n FUN is going on right now. As much of the northern portion of the country struggles to shake off the frigid mantle of winter, thousands upon thousands of people have gathered in central Florida to walk amongst the airplanes, rub elbows with legends like Buzz Aldrin (the second man to walk on the moon) and maybe even take a ride in an open cockpit biplane so they can experience the way aviation used to be — and still is for many of us.

SUN ‘n FUN’s economic impact on the region has been calculated to be something on the order of $64 million. AirVenture nearly doubles that with a whopping $110 million effect. That’s real money. Big money. And it repeats year after year.

Aviation brings real value to these communities. Whether you like airplane noise or hate it, there’s a case to be made that aviation is a boon to the people and businesses of Wisconsin and central Florida. If a new customer walks into your restaurant, movie theater, book store, or clothing shop to make a purchase, does it really matter to you what their hobbies are or in what industry they make their living? Of course not. A sale is a sale. And a sale to an out-of-towner who brought money into your economy from their hometown is a bonus.

More important to the average reader than the economic impact of SUN ‘n FUN and AirVenture is the origin of the two events. Both began as humble ideas, essentially over a kitchen table. A small group of friends simply got sidetracked talking about what might come to pass if they could gather up a few volunteers to help. They faced hurdles, but they cleared them. They’ve had bad weather and economic downturns to wrestle with, yet they’ve persevered.

Everything that could dissuade them from continuing with their planning and execution of the master plan has happened, and still they keep on planning, keep on executing, and keep on bringing dollars into their economy year after year.

It’s been said, from small things, big things come. SUN ‘n FUN and AirVenture certainly prove that adage to be true.

Which begs the question, how many more aeronautical events could be going on in our sizable nation’s market? How many more communities might become richer, more diverse, better known, and incentivize greater investment by simply embracing the odd ideas of a small group of people gathered around a kitchen table postulating, “Hey, you know what we ought to do…”

Willfully distracted and pointlessly engaged

My local coffee shop has been abuzz with conversations about the same top news story that’s dominated the chatter at yours, I’m sure: Malaysia Airlines Flight 370. It seems every news channel on television has dedicated untold hours of coverage to the story, while newspapers have filled innumerable column inches with every rumor that comes down the pike.

Understandably, the folks who gather at my table each morning explore the possibilities, too. And eventually the question comes to me. “Hey Jamie, do you think that’s what happened?”

It doesn’t really matter what “that” might be, my answer is always the same. I simply say, “I don’t know.” [Read more…]