I’ve always wanted to write, and when I graduated from high school, I had every intention of attending my local college and pursuing the possibilities.
But on orientation day, for whatever reason, I didn’t go. Instead, I applied for a job and started working with a young man who would give me my first airplane ride in an old 1946 Luscombe 8A. I fell in love with the man that day. In the years to come, I would fall in love with the plane.