Bursting with joy

"Jay Honeck" wrote in message
ups.com...

Inspired, I let my inhibitions go, and began giant swoops and gentle
push-overs, all in time to the orchestral crescendos of "One Six
Right". Soon, I found myself closing *my* eyes, and feeling

I like to do this on the freeway...

(I kid. I'd never fly on a freeway.)

And my daughter was "getting it"!

I've been watching the previews and wondering if there's some sort of
software that would allow you to have the clip going as your desktop
background image. DVD is on the way!

-c

On May 23, 10:26 pm, Jay Honeck wrote:

When we landed, Becca -- vocally against the very notion of learning
to fly for so many years -- said "Dad, maybe I *will* learn to fly
some day..."

Even if she doesn't, she has had her mind stimulated in an extra
ordinary way. I remember my Becca coming to the realization that her
husband, along with most of the people she grew up with had "never
been anywhere."
--
Gene Seibel
Hangar 131 - http://pad39a.com/gene/plane.html
Because I fly, I envy no one.

Even if she doesn't, she has had her mind stimulated in an extra
ordinary way. I remember my Becca coming to the realization that her
husband, along with most of the people she grew up with had "never
been anywhere."

Yep, my Becca already knows that her flying privileges have set her
apart from her friends at school. While they are totally excited
when they go to nearby Lake McBride for the weekend, Bec can
(normally) be totally blase about flying to Kansas City, St. Louis,
Minneapolis, etc.

That's what makes this experience so special for me. She normally
doesn't show that she appreciates flying in any way, and it's nice to
see some acknowledgement of the fact that the life we've given her is
somehow special.
--
Jay Honeck
Iowa City, IA
Pathfinder N56993
www.AlexisParkInn.com
"Your Aviation Destination"

"Jay Honeck" wrote in message ups.com...
We were flying back from Springfield last Sunday, arcing into a
setting sun the size of a pie tin. It was one of those flights where
you keep catching yourself turning off course, just to get the sun
behind the windshield post and out of your eyes...

....snip...
She was grinning from ear to ear.

Inspired, I let my inhibitions go, and began giant swoops and gentle
push-overs, all in time to the orchestral crescendos of "One Six
Right". Soon, I found myself closing *my* eyes, and feeling the
weightlessness at the top of the arc, and the one-G steep turns, back
and forth, all to the beat of the music. It was magical.

Throat tightening, chest bursting, I wanted to cry with joy. If there
is a heaven, it must feel very much like this.

And my daughter was "getting it"!

When we landed, Becca -- vocally against the very notion of learning
to fly for so many years -- said "Dad, maybe I *will* learn to fly
some day..."

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



Sounds great...but I gotta ask...one-G steep turns?

;-)