I was 6 years old playing out in front of our Oakland Ca home when all
of a sudden from the clear blue sky came a deep syncopated beat and
all the windows in the neighborhood began vibrating in harmony... the
din was so strange... my eyes looked up to behold a B36 in a bank for
Alameda... from my perspective I thought the wing tip was about to
strike the top of the telephone pole... I ran for cover fearing the
end... I have been hooked on aviation ever since... I still feel that level
of awe and excitement looking up today...
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