When I was in elementary, I wanted to be in the United States Air Force. Not only did I want to be pilot but I wanted to be an astronaut. Growing up in the Rocket-town area didn’t help matters. I loved the field trips to NASA so much my Dad bought me an astronaut Cabbage Patch Doll.
My Dad also would take me to Air Shows at Ellington field, near NASA in Houston. Way before the movie, Top Gun. However, that movie just fueled my desire. But, you know life happens and my dreams didn’t jive with what God wanted to do with my life.
So, when I heard about an air show in our area – we got tickets. I can still enjoy others who fly those sweet birds in the sky.
They started out with paratroopers.
It was HOT and my sunscreen spray can that I brought, was empty. We received our first “sunburn” of 2010. Not the kids, no, their Mommy and Daddy. They had old birds. Even had a re-enactment of the bombing of Pearl Harbor. They had real Zero’s. These were the planes that invaded Pearl Harbor. Planes were chasing each other
and dropping bombs. And the then there were the Flying Tigers. My kids love that movie with John Wayne.
Then they simulated his gun power… Yeah, it was HOT! We could feel it on our faces! Then – the grand finale. Can you say Bad Boy? He went Mach 1 in front of us. Unbelievable!!!
We had a “BLAST!”
Want to know the best part… This guy wants to be a pilot! Maybe this guy too.
Okay, I’m not pushing them to do “my” dreams but I’m a little excited that they like – what their Mommy likes.
Blessings to you! You are loved!!!