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Thursday, August 7, 2008

My dad flew a plane

Before I came to California for a visit my parents went to Alaska for nine days. While they were there they did some sight seeing and hanging out, eating, and looking for a place to go fishing. The fish hadn't came in yet so my dad's buddy chartered a plane to take him to a fishing spot. When they got over the Cook Inlet, the pilot asked my dad if he wanted to try it out. Of course he did and so there you have it. My dad got to fly a plane, and had the best time of his life he says and he always asks me I've told whoever it is I may be talking to that he flew a plane. Yes dad.

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