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Dear Friends, |
September 17, 2007 |
I'm not a pilot, but I love airplanes. I grew up around them and some of my fondest memories of childhood are associated with flying.
My grandfather was a barnstormer who flew from field to field in the 1920s and 1930s giving people rides in his biplane -- some of whom had never seen an airplane before. He opened a number of airports around New England and I loved listening to his stories about the early days of aviation. |
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