Do you remember the first time seeing an airplane or helicopter? Were you as thrilled as I was? Or maybe it was a butterfly, and you ruminated how it could stay airborne.
My father used to take me to the Tupelo, Mississippi, airport, and we’d sit near the end of the runway and watch the planes go by. It was magic. And it was especially cool that my fathe…
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