My first flight

My first airplane flight was a trip my brother and I made from St. Louis to Indianapolis Indiana on Ozark Airlines. Ozard covered about a dozen Midwest cities.  I was about 13 and my brother was about 16.  Why our mother let us do that I have no idea.  We stayed at a hotel in downtown Indianapolis and did the tourist thing for one day. We flew home the next day.

 The plane looked a lot like this one, a DC-3.  You walked out onto the tarmac and up the rollaway stairs and boarded at the rear door (the only door) and had to walk UP the aisle to find your seat on the prop aircraft. There was no TSA and/or baggage inspection in those days.  That trip fueled my love for air travel. 

Ozark Airlines had a special one summer where you could fly anywhere they served over the weekend for $30.  A friend and I charted out a trip starting on a Friday and had about a dozen stops until we returned on Sunday evening. We spent one night in Minneapolis and I can’t remember where we spent ther other night.  I think I was about 15 or 16 then.  I still love the travel by air even though it is a lot more trouble to do so.



Splain that one

The little boy had been looking out of Southwest Airlines plane window on a flight from Orlando to JFK when he turned to his mother and asked, “If big dogs have baby dogs, and big cats have baby cats, why don’t big planes have baby planes?”

The mother couldn’t think of an answer She told her son to ask the flight attendant.

The boy went down the aisle and asked the flight attendant, “If big dogs have baby dogs and big cats have baby cats, why don’t big planes have baby planes?”

The busy flight attendant smiled and asked the boy, “Did your mother tell you to ask me that?”

The boy replied, “Yes, she did.”

“Well”, said the flight attendant, “tell your mother that there are no baby planes because Southwest always pulls out on time. Have your mother explain that to you .”

Thanks, Ed C

Daddy’s Home

I made it home about noon today from a week long trip to Florida and this was my greeting….

I live close to the Meramec River just south of St. Louis and I have to cross that river to get home.  There are like 3 or 4 bridges that cross the river without going more than a hundred-plus mile detour.  Most of those were closed yesterday but the water had receded enough to let them reopen the interstate this morning.  M7y flight got in at 10 am so it was just in time.

This is where the water flooded the interstate and closed it down for a day. The actual river is way in the back behind the white billboard.



Last Sunset in Paradise

This is the last sunset I’ll see here. I’m headed back to flooded Missouri on an 8:30 am flight.  The main interstate leading to my house (from the airport) is closed because of the flooding, so it will be an interesting adventure.  Click to enlarge.

Tonight my brother and I went to Amore Brick Oven Pizza in Estero FL and had one of the best pizzas I’ve ever had.  We decided to pay for the dinner of a family of five sitting at the table behind us (unbeknownst to them).  That’s such a great feeling.  

PAY IT FORWARD! You won’t regret it!



Meeting me – Meeting you

On Sunday afternoon I plan on stopping by the Broad Street Bar at Treasure Lanes in  Port Charlotte FL about 2 pm for a little while to visit a couple of damn nice fellows I’ve met there before, Fungus and Lunchbox.  If anyone is in that area and would like to meet up and share a drink or two, you’re welcome to join us.

On Tuesday at 11:30 am, I plan to meet with Paul from Lauderdale at Twin Peaks Restaurant and Bar in Fort Myers FL for lunch.  If anyone else would care to join us you’re certainly welcome.  Just get there by 11:30 so we know how large a table to get or let us know you’re coming.