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There’s not much that’s more refreshing than a nice, cold, frothy glass of “tea” with your buds, after picking your way through 50,000 foot-tall thunderstorms, in the mountains, in icing conditions at night, topped of by some pesky electrical failures and a scary approach down to minimums. Every pilot I’ve ever known has asked for God’s help at least once, and thanked him for a safe arrival. It’s all in a day’s work for the lowly “trash-hauler”, I tell you what…
I can consider myself truly blessed. After a hard day ‘on the road’, my dear wife makes sure to be ‘available’, even when she might feel less than perfect, herself. Somehow, she can make all the fears and frustrations of a bad day just melt away.
I can consider myself truly blessed. After a hard day ‘on the road’, my dear wife makes sure to be ‘available’, even when she might feel less than perfect, herself. Somehow, she can make all the fears and frustrations of a bad day just melt away.