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April 7, 2010
How Boys Become Pilots
Flight Level 390: Morning's Earliest Light July 23, 1959I was a little kid in a pressed white shirt and the hated bow-tie my mother forced me to wear on our first airline trip. My father and I were standing just short of the cockpit door waiting for the flight attendant to ask the captain if a well dressed young man could visit. I can remember (almost) every detail. It is where it all started... For better or worse.There's more to the story.
Posted by Vanderleun at April 7, 2010 10:50 AM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.