Anyone from my old blog may remember that I am batso-crazy-pants for airplanes. No. Seriously…I love them. Especially the “two-winged variety.”
How much? Well…let’s just say that even though I was a “normal kid” in every other way, including being a good student, a musician, an above average athlete, and one of the “popular kids in school,” I had a secret, that almost nobody but my immediate family knew about. This is no joke. My father, who was usually one of my biggest fans, and nicest guys ever, actually used to shake his head in disgust whenever he saw me “dressed as my alter-ego.”
But I didn’t care…I knew where I was, and who I was, and what my mission was…and nobody was going to talk me out of it.