My mis^Wwell spent youth

Heidi and Me
Heidi and Me
I’m sure people have started to wonder if I have any happy memories. Well, thanks to my mom and a scanner at work, I now have some pictures from one of the happiest period of my life. I’ve tried to work out the time line and put them in roughly chronological order. You can see them all here. I’ll probably write blog entries about several of them. But to start with, here’s a picture that I think comes from that first car-camping trip with Heidi on Victoria Day.

As expected, the shit storm

After that article in the paper, I got email from a member of the club. He was rather upset that I’d presumed to speak for the club (which I hadn’t, although the article did identify me as a secretary of the club) and that I’d presumed to speak for all parties involved in the closing, citing problems that this would cause for commercial operators and airlines and the controllers themselves. I never did presume to speak for them – I was asked for my opinion as a private pilot and a user of the air traffic control facilities and the airport, and I did so. When they ask a football player for a quote about a game, do people assume he’s expressing the opinion of the team management, the other players, and the league? I don’t think so.
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