Flying, Musings

Why I Fly

From my earliest days, I wanted to fly. As a youngster, I was fortunate to fly commercially before airliners became nothing more than airborne buses and coats and ties were de rigueur. Flights in Lockheed Electras, Convair 440s, Boeing 707s and DC-8s had me glued to the window as the earth fell away during takeoff.… Continue reading Why I Fly

Distractions

Inspiration Comes At the Strangest Times

Why does flying always make me want to write? It's odd, but soaring over this great nation at 34,000 feet stirs something in my brain that gets my poetic juices flowing. Our co-pilot just welcomed us aboard and, uncharacteristically gave us the route with landmarks ... between Cincinnati and Lexington ... right over Louisville,  over… Continue reading Inspiration Comes At the Strangest Times