My husband flew airplanes for a living. Not when we met but soon after.
I encouraged him to leave his family's business and do what he loved for a living.
For a couple of years, I supported us while we got our charter business up and running.
In addition to the charters, he flew air ambulance and was a safety pilot for some local pilots who needed a backup plan on board.
After he got the aerial firefighter job, he used our airplane to commute to bases all over California.
He misses his plane, firefighting, and airshows.
There was an airshow here last weekend. We couldn't go, so our middle grandson and his girlfriend went. Every few minutes, we got a photo via text. It was sort of, almost like being there. Grandkids are the best.
This was our Beech Staggerwing.
We miss it sometimes.
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