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Pondering and Praying

Just sitting at my desk working.

Pondering a great many things today.   Taking a moment to reflect on my life, and what I have done, where I have been.  And the great many friends that have been there.   The current thought is being thankful for the great “Wise Men” in my life that helped me when it felt like my world fell apart.  They encouraged me, spoke into my life and were there for me when I just needed to vent and talk.  Ken, Larry, Mark L.  Mark N, Art, Jim.  For you see, they have been down many trails in life and were able to help me to get back on my trail.   Jim was tough on me, and will always appreciate that.   A part of me believes that I am where I am today, because of these men.   “Thank You Guys”.

Also missing my boys.  That is a daily thing for me.  I harbor in my heart the memories and shadow of memories of my kids when they were young, playing in the back yard, laughing, pretending, having fun.   And yes, evening crying, as they were learning how to share Leadership roles.  Now, they are all grown young men.  And I miss them dearly.  They all live in Southern California.  They are great young men and am proud of each of them.  One day, it is my hope they will talk with me again.  My Son Michael is talking to me and for that am eternally happy.  I pray everyday for them and for their safety and for the decisions they are making as they walk down their own trails of life.  I am here for them should they ever want to  talk to me.

Yes, pondering and praying today.

Flight School

Back in the Late 80’s, my journey to becoming an Aviator began.

Located a small flight school in Northern California, in a small town called, Lakeport, CA.

Lampson Field is where my Journey to becoming a Pilot Began.

aerial photograph Lampson Field, Lakeport, Lake County, California
aerial photograph Lampson Field, Lakeport, Lake County, California

This was the airfield that would be my home for 7 months.  The house I lived in was literally located right on the field.  The Flight School was my neighbor.  Lake County Aviation.  A Small Flight School and flight club.

This is located North of San Franscisco, CA.   One of my flight instructors flew from this field to SFO to pick me up in a Cessna 182.  Cessna 182

She is a pretty little bird.   My day began by taking a seaplane from my hometown to the major local airport to fly out on Western Airlines from Ketchikan to Seattle and then onto SFO.

Western Airlines

Upon arrival, Par’ my first flight instructor was standing at baggage claim with a sign with my name on it.  Introduced myself to discover that he had flown down to pick me up and bring me to the flight school.   My heart was pounding with excitement!  It is beginning.  It was all becoming real to me now.  So we loaded my bags onto the Cessna 182 and we began our flight from SFO to 1O2.  Being in a smaller aircraft at a super busy airport like SFO was a GREAT Way to start my Aviation Adventure.  SFO is a big airport.

SFO Aeriel View

It is a very busy airport.  Constant radio work, multiple arrivals and departures, all happening at a very rapid pace.  Yes, this is the life!  Was excited to learn all about becoming a pilot.

This is an experience that will forever be in my heart.

Life Stories

My plan is to use this site to share my life stories. Some good, some sad and some very adventurous.

Will share stories and experiences of flying in southeast Alaska.

It is fun to ponder those stories, and reminded me of my momma, who has passed on, and did not want to hear my stories. She still saw me as her baby boy, flying as a commercial pilot at 19 years old, seeing my pics, I really was just a puppy. Now, being a parent myself, completely understand her feeling, as I have a young one who is a US Marine. Could not be more proud, but I still see my little guy. Oh boy.

So, there will stories and am looking forward to sharing them.

Where it all began for me

The Ellis Airlines Grumman Goose.  This is the aircraft that helped to fan the flames for my love of Aviation.  I was always so fascinated by this aircraft.

I was on the beach with my grandfather when they drove the plane out of the water onto the beach, down by the ball field in my little home town of Metlakatla, Alaska.  I was so amazed.  It was, and is such a noisy plane.  I loved it.  My grandfather said, watch this.  Cover your ears!

The photo on the left is an Ellis Airline Grumman Goose at our Airport.  The Annette Island Airport.  People used to take off from the airport and land on the water way in Ketchikan Alaska.  About a 12-15 minute flight.

This is where my love of Aviation began.  Unable to get away from this idea that my love for this industry began with a Seaplane.  My heart and imagination would soar with anticipation that one day!  One Day my life will be in the Skies.

#grummangoose #aviation #seaplanes #annetteisland #metlakatla

You May Live in Alaska…

Forget Rednecks, here is what Jeff Foxworthy has to say about Alaskans:

If someone in a Home Depot store offers you assistance and they don’t work there, you may live in Alaska.

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If you’ve worn shorts and a parka at the same time, you may live in Alaska.

 

If you’ve had a lengthy telephone conversation with someone who dialed a wrong number, you may live in Alaska.

 

If you measure distance in hours, you may live in Alaska.

 

If you know several people who have hit a moose more than once, you may live in Alaska.

 

If you have switched from ‘heat’ to ‘A/C’ in the same day and back again, you may live in Alaska.

 

If you can drive 75 mph through 2 feet of snow during a raging blizzard without flinching, you may live in Alaska.

 

If you install security lights on your house and garage, but leave both unlocked, you may live in Alaska.

 

If you carry jumpers in your car and your wife knows how to use them, you may live in Alaska.

 

If you design your kid’s Halloween costume to fit over a snowsuit, you may live in Alaska.

 

If the speed limit on the highway is 55 mph — you’re going 80 and everybody is passing you, you may live in Alaska.

 

If driving is better in the winter because the potholes are filled with snow, you may live in Alaska.

 

If you know all 4 seasons: almost winter, winter, still winter and road construction, you may live in Alaska.

 

If you have more miles on your snow blower than your car, you may live in Alaska.

 

If you find 10 degrees ‘a little chilly’, you may live in Alaska.

 

If you actually understand these jokes, and forward them to your entire Alaskan friends & others, you definitely live in Alaska