I skimmed the entries of my first logbook, the pages yellowed, the spine starting to separate from the cover. The aviation bug attacked when I was 6 years old, after flying aboard a Lockheed Electra accompanied by a cockpit tour. I received a certificate that entitled me to a pilot interview with my current employer 20 years from the date. But it wasn’t until the age of 15 that I was truly bitten. The first logbook entry was my first lesson, flown in a Cessna 150 at my local airport near Syracuse, New York. I literally broke a piggy bank to make it happen.