I totally forgot you were a pilot. I just kept thinking you were an incredibly smart human who had a firm grasp on everything you talked about.
Took a it from the air. Lots bigger than I thought.
YeahBob, you took this photo?
I totally forgot you were a pilot. I just kept thinking you were an incredibly smart human who had a firm grasp on everything you talked about.
I was selling you short.
iDon't text and fly
Great stuff, Bob. My dad used to fly a Long EZ he built himself. Sold it many years ago.Yeah
Hahaha, a little sarcasm?
Those are cool. I think that's what John Denver died in.Great stuff, Bob. My dad used to fly a Long EZ he built himself. Sold it many years ago.
You may not remember, but we were buds here at one time.Yeah
Hahaha, a little sarcasm?
Indeed it is. My dad sold his in 2001. Built some new kit plane in his garage, tho I don't know the model.Those are cool. I think that's what John Denver died in.
How do small aircrafts keep killing our beloved musical artists?Those are cool. I think that's what John Denver died in.
I wish I could like myself over that one. SRV gone is the greatest musical tragedy to hit us in many, many decades.How do small aircrafts keep killing our beloved musical artists?
Big Bopper, Buddy, SRV, all of them!
Especially SRV! I will never get over that one.
Nice.
Took a it from the air. Lots bigger than I thought.
No more, Corso!Thank You @Trouty. SRV leaving us destroyed me. I was working as a sandwich maker for Texas French Bread on South Lamar in Austin back in the day and I made lunch for SRV's bro on the daily.
Him and that one guy.. the conspiracy theorist. Shoot. Hold on. Alex Jones! He was recording just up the street on Lamar. I would make their sandwiches with double meat without them ordering. They always left tips and hung out for a bit.
Anyways...
He would take me around in his various hotrods. I loved his little Chevy C-10 that was hot green with flames and had a 454 wedged into it somehow.
Shoot... I'm reminiscing too much.
Back to '17! No more of this stuff!
Itty bitty Ingleside, Texas from the 70's. We had one cop, one doctor and one dentist then. My father died when I was 3 and a family friend- old Mr. Campbell , in his 80's, would ride his bicycle (because his daughter wouldn't let him drive anymore) 8 miles every Sunday to make sure I was watching our Dallas Cowboys win every Sunday. He would always sneak a stick of gum, when my mom wasn't looking, right before kickoff.No more, Corso!
Where you from in the states?
How do small aircrafts keep killing our beloved musical artists?
Big Bopper, Buddy, SRV, all of them!
Especially SRV! I will never get over that one.