Grew up in an aviation family, flew commercial once in May 1987 and again in Feb 2015. Hundreds of hours in GA mostly Beech Bonanza and B-55 Baron with my late father. The first commercial flight was to a wedding here in the U.S. second was to Amsterdam to meet my (now) fiancee. On the way back home, she and I took the train from Swisshotel to the airport (Shipol) and a fellow boarded and sat across from us. I thought he was second officer, maybe a pilot so I began questioning him; he hardly responded. Couple hours later I am in my seat getting ready to leave for Virginia; about a 10-hour flight across the Atlantic Ocean. Guess why I about jumped outa my seat when someone tapped me on the shoulder and said "Mr. Woods?". It was the fellow, he had looked at the passenger manifest...very well mannered flight steward who I finally got to talk to. You have the same dna that this guy had, it would be a pleasure to fly on your airline when you're working. I'll bring a trumpet...
@JonathanMilam15 ай бұрын
Very cool story! :) I always have a pocket trumpet in my suitcase... We could duet and get us both kicked out of the plane... And maybe the airport! :) Seriously though - cool stuff. Thanks for commenting!
@frederickwoods59435 ай бұрын
Just played "Taps" today with a USAF honor guard at a very remote cemetery in the hill country here. Wish I could post a picture of the venue and the 5 members of the group, they certainly look young 😊