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You Stole Her T-Shirt?

One of my basketball players wore this t-shirt to practice last week.  I laughed to myself and wondered whether he knew what his t-shirt really said.

I left with her t-shirt

I left with her t-shirt

Yet Another Good Day

When your son harvests his first buck, it’s a good day.

G shot his first buck last Friday!

G shot his first buck last Friday!

Another Good Day

You know it’s a good day when you are holding short of runway 9 and landing traffic is “Fortress One Seven November.”  Most folks residing at Oshkosh don’t take a second glance when they see this magnificent machine, but today I got to wait while she lumbered down final and landed 150 feet in front of me — a glorious anachronism that few will take the time to appreciate.

Holding Short at Runway Niner

Holding Short at Runway Niner

How Do You Know It Is a Good Day?

Our readers know that we consider every day to be a good day.  This is because the Lord made all of them.  Still, there are some days that remain exceptionally memorable, and so we ask the question, “How do you know it is a good day?”  Here are a few ways you can know.

When you eat lunch at 126 miles per hour.

You eat lunch at 126 miles per hour.

When this is the view from your office.

This is the view from your office.

When the line at your chosen restaurant extends out the door, but you anticipated that and showed up early.

The line at your chosen restaurant extends out the door, but you anticipated that and showed up early.

When you are heading home with a 35 knot tailwind.

You are heading home with a 35 knot tailwind.

When you watch the sun set at 9500' MSL.

You watch the sun set at 9500′ MSL.

When you arrive home at night, and feel like one extra stop and go.

You arrive home after a four hour flight, but still feel like one extra stop and go.

Things You Say to Your Wife Only

“Bare with me!”

Maturity

“O!  I’d better do a load of laundry or I won’t have anything to wear this week.”  – G

Happy, Happy, Happy!

Today, there is a picture of Phil Robertson on top of my refrigerator.  Who could have predicted that?

Happy, Happy, Happy!

Happy, Happy, Happy!

What Would Cinderella Do?

Cinderella would join in building the wall.

Cinderella picks up a hammer.

Cinderella picks up a hammer.

First Duck Call

After several unsuccessful tries, B completed his first duck call yesterday.  I’m so thankful for the time he got to spend with his Grandpa learning to work the lathe, the band saw, and the drill press.  The call works, and it is his own creation.  Yes, I’m proud of this young man!

B Shows off His First Duck Call

B Shows off His First Duck Call

 

Friday Lunch – You Never Know Whom You Will Meet

Today GB and I zipped up to 68C for lunch and excitement.  On days like this I note that the excitement of flying is really only about 50% made up of what you see from the air.  The other 50% is the wild world of pilots inside the airport boundaries:

  • At 68C, we spotted JS, a pilot known by deed, if not name, to most Americans.  We attempted to say “hi” but did not want to be rude, so we missed him.
  • We enjoyed all-you-can eat rolls, salad, beef stroganoff, apple sauce, cake, and ice cream for the bargain price of $8 each.
  • Back at KOSH, we followed in two Twin Commanders from New Zealand.  We could tell by the accents and ZK numbers.  We saw them at the gas pump and didn’t miss the chance to say “You’re not from around here, are you?!” and “Welcome to Oshkosh.”  As it happens, they were ferrying these aircraft from New Zealand to Germany and stopped at Oshkosh for gas and a hotel room.

So you never know what you will see or whom you will meet when you go to lunch at the airport.

Central County Airport is home to Friday Lunch

Central County Airport is home to Friday Lunch

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