There is nothing -- NOTHING -- better than opening the hangar door on a
sunny, calm morning, and finding the plane precisely where I parked it,
in
the condition I parked it, and flying off to wherever the hell I want to
go.

Amen to that. I've even found myself talking to the thing - hi, how
are you this morning, nice to see you again.

Thing? THING?

Your aircraft is a living, breathing creature. I would never call my Atlas
a "thing" -- at least not in front of him.

He'd kick my ass!

;-)
--
Jay Honeck
Iowa City, IA
Pathfinder N56993
www.AlexisParkInn.com
"Your Aviation Destination"