If I were asked to describe what our fly-in is all about, I might first start out to mention all the aircraft, different makes and models, number of wings, landing gear, etc. This is my normal response to questions about the event and I answer this way because for those who haven’t been, that is all they really want to know. Yet this quietly bothers me.
During the past decade, you’ve likely read my thoughts on the fraternity mentality that has invaded aviation. It seemed to arrive in the 90’s and for the longest time I felt its presence took away from aviation. This is why the question of what our fly-in is all about, often worded briefly as “what do you have there,” bothered me so much. With this question, people were first looking for the identifiers of an “A-list” fly-in or “B-list” fly-in and then they were deciding whether or not to attend.
I’ll be the first to admit there are places where more intense collections of antiques gather, paved surfaces where more heavy iron can be found, and cold static museum campuses where more high rollers show up to hand out the money in exchange for rewards. I’ve been to every one of these places and they do very little for me. Because of this, not too long ago I realized maybe the fraternity mentality is good for our kind of aviation.
Perhaps the narrow minded, glory seeking, Nomex flight suits with flammable tennis shoes wearing warbird types are weeded out because of it. And maybe the stodgy condescending low time spotless vintage aircraft types would go somewhere else because of the common folks here at our event. And hopefully those who believe old airplanes should be parked for eternity would simply know better than to show their faces here. And you know what, I was right.
I was recently reading an editorial written by a previous employee of AOPA. In his paragraphs, he lamented the demise of the middle class in aviation, quoted a source for his statistics that I believe to be questionable, and backed it up with anecdotal knowledge from his time at AOPA. And yet, I do not think he knowingly or intentionally misguided anyone with his beliefs. No; in fact, I believe his experience has misguided him.
You see, I contend that if anyone spent time working for AOPA, they would come away with the idea the middle class of aviation is disappearing. Have you read AOPA, scanned their emails, or observed the growing number of elite AOPA branches? Yes, I am pretty sure that if you were part of the AOPA culture, you would either be run off or you would fit right in to their culture of $15,000 panels, turbine aircraft, and editorials about civility. And if you fit into this mold, you likely don’t visit Lee Bottom.
Here at Lee Bottom Flying Field, if a warbird is present, the pilot is likable. If a vintage plane is on hand the owners are approachable. Were an experimental to be sitting here, the owner might try to help you build one yourself. And if someone drives in, then they came to help out. That’s quite simply the kind of people we have here and we’re extremely proud of it.
As evidence of this, during the fly-in, a bubbly female volunteer went for her first plane ride. Here's the rest of the story.
Ken and Terri Bittner have been coming to our fly-in for many years. Every year they insist on helping. Then a few years back they suggested they could do a 50/50 drawing during the event to help raise money for the airport. When we said yes, they went all out. Ken made a two sided sign he could wear over his shoulders, he and Terri put on beanie caps with propellers, and they went around the airport twisting arms with their wonderful personalities. The winner would get the usual 50% and a colorful propellerized beanie cap just like the ones they were wearing.
When the drawing was held on Saturday, a friend of ours from Florida held the winning ticket. Jim Jarvis is an attorney that gives attorneys a good name. Simply put, it’s hard not to like his never ending desire to get a little more fun out of life. Therefore, when he won, all his friends offered to let him buy drinks. Jim had other ideas.
After winning, Jim did something special with his new found bucks. He took part of the money and bought Jackie, one of our volunteers possessing an infectious personality, her first ride in a biplane. He then took what was left over and donated it back to the airport fund raising drawer, thus creating the defining moment of last year’s fly-in. Enjoy yourself, share the fun, support the airport.
After the only rain-out ever, one year before, our event came back strong to offer something special. And in doing so, it attracted the best bunch of people you could ever hope to have in your back yard. Among them are firefighters, plumbers, ship-builders, electricians, doctors, machinists, airline pilots, restaurant employees, small business owners, teachers, lawyers, truck drivers, bankers, you name it, they are represented. The real people of aviation haven’t disappeared, they’ve merely quit going where they aren't welcome so they can go where they are.
You folks are the best!