Like a good marriage, an abiding love for aviation grows and changes over the years. The emotion is always there, but the reason for the initial attraction isn’t always the same reason you stay committed. I was fortunate to fall in love with aviation as a kid while riding around in the back of my dad’s Cessna 310, and I started flying airplanes almost 25 years ago. But you might say I renewed my vows when I discovered helicopters eight years ago.
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