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Cute Little Kids….!

He smiled at me.  Had that award-winning grin.  Fate had given him a charm intended to propel him through life at warp speed, with doors opening, opportunities materializing, women swooning, and things in general going his way.  He really was cute, all  “6 years old of him.”

 

I’ve had a run of cute little kids lately.  I thought I had gotten over my addiction to pediatric anesthesiology, but it has started to become evident that I haven’t.

 

 

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Ten Long Days…….

It had been ten long days.  Ten days of getting up, showing up at briefing, pre-flighting the plane…..and sitting.  Ten days of walking the ramp, watching the jack rabbits chase the cottontails.  Ten days of counting quail.  (I’ll bet you didn’t know California quail would post a “guard”…one quail will alight on a fence, or atop a bush…and sound the alarm if someone comes close).  Ten days of Continue reading


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Haircuts….

Life on the road leads to some interesting changes.  You have to make do with certain things….coffee that’s not exactly how you want it, packing everything you have with you every morning (because you never know where you’ll be sleeping that night),  meals from unlikely sources (years as a bachelor give you great latitude in expectations), and…..haircuts….. Continue reading


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The View From My Office

Air Tractor gave away a T-shirt a couple of years ago at the Ag Aviation convention….it has a drawing of what it looks like from inside an Air Tractor, going down a field….and a title “The View from My Office”….

 

For some strange reason that shirt has appealed to something inside me.  It is my “night shirt”, and makes me smile every time I pull it out of the bag and put it on.  I want to give you an idea of what it looks like from my office…. Continue reading


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Not All Adventures Are Planned….

As a fire pilot, we have a mandated schedule of “12 days on, 2 days off”…and there’s no choice about when those days will be….the lucky ones get a part of a weekend, most of us get a random couple of weekdays.  Recently, I found myself on a day off, driving along the interstate, and saw a sign…”scenic route”.

 

I’ve never been a big fan of “scenic routes”….sometimes some great scenery, but often stuck behind a vehicle that has a peculiar talent for speeding up in passing areas, and slowing down in the “no-passing zone”.  But, this day, when I had hours to spend prior to arriving back at my motel for the night, I chose to drive the scenic route….. Continue reading