Happy Father's Day

Dear Congressman,

Since Sunday was Father's day my sister decided that we should have a nice quiet celebration for my father. Since he is in his seventies, we did not want to do anything too strenuous that might hurt his old achy bones. So here are the highlights of the relaxing Sunday outing we planned for him.



On our way to the quiet Sunday Father's day outing in the country we spent several miles of road time following the re-birth of the American agricultural economy, as a local farmer decided it was a good time to move his tractor to another location, utilizing our predetermined route while doing so.



We stopped at Warren County regional airport, as we all knew how much Dad loved flying in his younger days. A local aeronautic worker came by to chat with Pops and see if he had any questions. They hit it off so well that he offered to take Dad up in their airplane for a spin!







As the kind gentleman told him that the plane was old and worn out, they decided to put Dad in a flight suit with a parachute harness, just in case something happened to the plane. They even supplied him with a goofy looking World War I style flying helmet so he could have memories of his days of youth flying Tiger Moths all over southern England.




As we sat baking in the hot sun, a group of local flight enthusiasts joined in the march to the rickety old plane on the end of the runway. Little did we know that an argument must have started at that point, because almost all of the people on the plane would not still be in it when it eventually landed!!!!




At some point before this, the argument must have hit a boiling over point, as clearly from the parachute descending toward us my father was no longer an occupant of the airplane.





Fortunately for my father, the gentleman who was speaking with him before the flight realized that he had no chance of making a proper landing after the pilot had kicked him out of the airplane, so he hooked up my dad to his chute and escorted him down, right to the point his ass bounced off the grass at 20mph!!!


So in the end my father thanked the kind gentleman from saving him from the temperamental pilot who liked to kick passengers out of his plane at 12,500 feet.