FEATURE: For the Joy of It
“The day of my first solo has remained vividly etched into my mind. It was a chilly December morning, the sky shrouded with the white, winter pall of a high, overcast ceiling — and it was my 16th birthday. That solo and the feeling I experienced that day served as a beacon to finding my way back some 30 years later to something I thought I had lost — the joy of flight — by way of the Sport Pilot certificate.”
