|A view from Sunday|
|Proof God thinks we should do something else.|
|As usual, Ginger insisted everything was just right.|
Early in the week Bill Harvey arrived to help. Later, Melinda Harvey joined in the fun. They are always great to have around.
|Horrible photo documenting a great dinner.|
When Friday rolled around, we already had a pretty good group of fly-in campers on hand. They ate lunch delivered by Betty. Several more people flew in for dinner cooked by our friends Mike and Julie Grecco. They were assisted by some outstanding volunteers from GlobalAir.com. As we ate, the Rascals of Ragtyme shared some wonderful music with us and we gave away some items provided by our sponsors. Afterwards everyone watched The Blue Max before making s’mores by the fire.
|This photo tells a story. You decide what it is.|
Here’s what I took away from the last fly-in. No matter the size of the turnout, our people always have fun. With less than 100 or over 400 planes on hand, those that come and invest some time in the event are always likeable folks; those that push through the weather to be here equally so. Because of this, even when things go south, the fly-in has never failed to leave you with good memories.
|Two great planes divided by a hundred miles an hour or so.|
|Matt Erwin - the last departure.|
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|Burning everything that wasn't bolted down.|
Firsts at this fly-in:
Took someone to emergency care.
Two words - hair berets.
Had a microphone and speaking.
First time we ever had an official rain date.