Blasto wrote:
Blanche wrote:
Next time you have a day or two out of the hospital, let us know.
Someone in the area would be delighted to take you for a flight.
Up the west side of Manhattan, of course. Or across Long Island.
Or further west.

Blanche, bless hearts like yours.

I'm actually at home in a high-rise on the Jersey side (although my
last hospital stay had a view of the "Lidle crash building"). I'm very
touched by your offer and have no doubt you and/or those you mention
would make good on it. Without getting into details, let's just say I
have certain permanent surgical complications that rule out such a
trip. Even if I felt I had the strength and wanted to trade the
sickness for the experience, I'd be too embarrassed to cause anyone to
take a slop bucket to their shiny Cessna or Cirrus. It's ok. I was
blessed with a cinematic imagination, and seeing you out my window is
almost like flying myself.

Jim:

I always have a good supply of barf bags. And my cherokee is not
terribly shiny -- haven't waxed it in ages.