When I bought my first new car in 1995, the dealership sent sparkly balloons to my door the next day. When my wife and I moved into our house we celebrated with champagne. But when we closed on our airplane just over a week ago, the experience was so thrilling that I wanted to spray the champagne the way Formula 1 drivers do on the victory podium.
But there was work to do. I had to arrange to get the new-to-us 1992 Commander 114B from its longtime home in Lincoln Park, New Jersey (N07) to our hangar at Sussex Airport (KFWN), about 20 nm north.
