Happy Fathers Day to the man that exposed me to Flying at the ripe ole age of 4. It's been 38 years (this summer) since he first got me started with flying lessons for a career, And I must admit that after 30+ years of airline flying, I still love strapping into that large cylindrical aluminum tube, stuffed with 150+ some odd passengers and getting them safely to their appointed destination. He may be gone now eternally enjoying Tailwinds and Fair Skies, but for that passion of flight he shared with me, I can't thank him enough. 😎