Another tidbit from the EG's past

Well, here is where it all started, about two years after I first got started flying in the summer of 1977, right after high school was over. The Ole' Pelican (Capt'in Flett) wouldn't let me get started during high school, because he didn't think I was serious enough. He was right of course, but I didn't think so at the time.

It took a while due to household budget cuts late 77 through 78; wedded bliss at "Casa de la Flett" took a nose dive in 78, as the Pelican sought other living arrangements.  So it was more paying work and minimum school hours at the local Jr. College, plus a few extra bucks from dear Ole' Mom to help gets things done.

BTW, Mary Gafianey as a Designee, was no easy ride; she wasn't even that nice to ya when she wasn't given you a check ride.  I guess it didn't matter whether you give her all your money for lessons at her fine flying establishment, she played no favorites in the cockpit.