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Aero Fair May 21, 2009

As a teen-ager, I knew one of my uncles ran the Wausau Airport, in Wisconsin. I got up the courage to ask him if he could teach me to fly. Another relative used to barn storm in the late 1920's and 30's and crashed his plane in a dive that he never pulled out of during an air show. I was fascinated by that story and became determined to learn how to fly. My uncle said I could have lessons for half price if I worked at the airport cleaning the hanger, gassing up planes, changing tires and parking aircraft. I jumped at the chance to do so. I finally got my license and was one proud young man, but circumstances (Viet Nam) and working three jobs and going to college cut short my possible career as a pilot. I still have that young man's heart of being in the air in my own aircraft, so being at air shows, and hanging around pilots is always a fun thing to do.

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