New Posting — Reflections: First Solo

Summer – 1973; Scribner, Nebraska. Nebraska, particularly the central region with its broad, flat plains and farms laid out with near geometric precision, was a great place to learn to fly. The far horizon was a firm, straight line without the distractions of geologic features. The quilt work patches of fields bordered by arrow straight…

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Launching v2.0

After being off scene/tactical for the last 1.5 months thanks to “he who styles his hair w/hand gernade” (note: if you think the days of port/starboard watches are behind you when you enter the private sector — think again) the scribe is back and in a new location. Reflections and other items of longer content…