I had been visiting my parents in Hamlin, WV. Mom made some great cornbread. My Dad drove me to the airport. I say goodbye, fire up, and take off.
After I take off, I see the beautiful golden West Virginia Capitol dome (still there, and still beautiful) and fly around it. Just then, and only then, and not before, I notice the bridge and decide to fly under it. We were always doing that while
training for War – promotes precision flying.
As I come out the other side, I see a lot of boats. A regatta. People are scattering, diving every which way to get out of the way. I pull up long before there is any serious trouble and head back to Wright Field in Ohio….Fast!
c. GCYI