My father was an instructor in the AAF (Army Airforce?) in the early
parts of WWII in California. Growing up we were never around planes
other than the stories he told of the cadets. My first ride was at a
resort in a float plane when I was a kid. I also found out that my
mother was a pilot; I found her certificate when I was cleaning out the
house after my father passed away a few years ago. I have all of my
father's original log books from the CPT days in Arkansas and into the
service. I surprised my father when I showed up in a plane and gave him
a ride after I got my certificate. He was ecstatic that I could fly.
Actually, he thought my new wife had the certificate at first. That was
35 years and 1000+ hours ago. Wow time goes by....


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Regards, Ross
C-172F 180HP
KSWI


john smith wrote:
Just curious how much "trickle-down" aviation there is among us?

My father flew, that is how I got started. We never owned a plane of our
own, only rented. I got my first plane ride when I was three.
He was my first passenger upon passing my PPC checkride and J3 checkout.
I got to fly him to Oshkosh for his first trip there.