Re: About Boise Last Weekend......
I really am just teasing you here, Bill. I flew on Sunday -- was just in the crowd on Saturday. The flight was quite unexpected, as I went down without really knowing anybody there except Steve and his wife Karen, and haven't even talked to them much at all in recent years. I did bring presents (pictures) for all those I knew of that were going to be there. This was a case where having been around for so long payed off. The pictures from the 70s and 80s were a big hit (I even inadvertently made Karen Hinton cry, in the middle of the crowd in the hangar, with an old shot of her late brother Jim in the Super Corsair in 1982. Now there's a way to make friends and influence people -- make an honored and loved guest cry in public in the middle of the event!). So even though we did not generally know one another well at first, there was much shared history among me, the Paul family, the Hintons, the Hublers and various others, and things just happened. I ended up being invited to the traditional Paul family party on Saturday night, had many long and fascinating conversations, and ended up being invited to fly along on Sunday. Very lucky all in all -- and I did have a wonderful time! I'm just really glad that I came up with some good shots on Sunday considering the weather, time limitations etc. I've blown these things often enough to know there are no sure things with air to air, or photography in general! I do wish all events could turn out as well -- new experiences, and most importantly, new friends.
So Bill -- nothing at all to feel bad about! Like I said, I was just razzing you a bit. By the way did your Dad find the event particularly friendly to the elderly and disabled? My impression was that the organisers go out of their way to make things OK for all...
I remember seeing as I was trying to get organized and get some pictures printed that you were planning on going. At that point I was so focussed on trying to get myself together and get out of the house that I really never thought much about anything else.
One interesting side note -- the famous P-40E rudder with the picture of the naked lady was saved -- when they recovered the rudder John Sr. saved the fabric with the painting and stuck it under the bed at home. His daughter, who among other things is a professional framer, eventually did a wonderful and creative job of matting and framing it and it now has a place of honor on the wall in the upstairs of their house -- lucky they had a big wall as the painting looks a lot bigger on the wall than it did on the airplane. It's still in really great shape -- surprising after years of sunlight and flying. I loved having John Sr. tell me the story of the origin of the painting back when he was building up Sneak Attack in a little carport in Livermore, California, so many years ago -- but that's for another day, and best told by John himself. The man does have style...
Neal
I really am just teasing you here, Bill. I flew on Sunday -- was just in the crowd on Saturday. The flight was quite unexpected, as I went down without really knowing anybody there except Steve and his wife Karen, and haven't even talked to them much at all in recent years. I did bring presents (pictures) for all those I knew of that were going to be there. This was a case where having been around for so long payed off. The pictures from the 70s and 80s were a big hit (I even inadvertently made Karen Hinton cry, in the middle of the crowd in the hangar, with an old shot of her late brother Jim in the Super Corsair in 1982. Now there's a way to make friends and influence people -- make an honored and loved guest cry in public in the middle of the event!). So even though we did not generally know one another well at first, there was much shared history among me, the Paul family, the Hintons, the Hublers and various others, and things just happened. I ended up being invited to the traditional Paul family party on Saturday night, had many long and fascinating conversations, and ended up being invited to fly along on Sunday. Very lucky all in all -- and I did have a wonderful time! I'm just really glad that I came up with some good shots on Sunday considering the weather, time limitations etc. I've blown these things often enough to know there are no sure things with air to air, or photography in general! I do wish all events could turn out as well -- new experiences, and most importantly, new friends.
So Bill -- nothing at all to feel bad about! Like I said, I was just razzing you a bit. By the way did your Dad find the event particularly friendly to the elderly and disabled? My impression was that the organisers go out of their way to make things OK for all...
I remember seeing as I was trying to get organized and get some pictures printed that you were planning on going. At that point I was so focussed on trying to get myself together and get out of the house that I really never thought much about anything else.
One interesting side note -- the famous P-40E rudder with the picture of the naked lady was saved -- when they recovered the rudder John Sr. saved the fabric with the painting and stuck it under the bed at home. His daughter, who among other things is a professional framer, eventually did a wonderful and creative job of matting and framing it and it now has a place of honor on the wall in the upstairs of their house -- lucky they had a big wall as the painting looks a lot bigger on the wall than it did on the airplane. It's still in really great shape -- surprising after years of sunlight and flying. I loved having John Sr. tell me the story of the origin of the painting back when he was building up Sneak Attack in a little carport in Livermore, California, so many years ago -- but that's for another day, and best told by John himself. The man does have style...
Neal
. Really, you do. HAH!
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