I came to flying later than many. In part because I was sort of a hippie kid more attracted to the idea of playing guitar professionally than suiting up as a member of the military.
And while those two paths might not seem mutually exclusive today, in the Viet Nam era they were often thought of as two distinct paths that never, ever intersected. Plus, I wasn’t too bright.
When I was young, I was so dumb, I actually believed that every pilot in the world was an active duty military pilot, or had been at one time. In my defense, I believed this because I had essentially been taught this as if it were true. I knew a pilot or two who were former military pilots, and they suggested and reinforced my errant belief fairly often. [Read more…]