Selene
Copyright© 2022 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 25
Of a Sunday, Mr. Examiner moved from an expensive hangar at a country strip to my vacant ‘big top.’ As he explained it, “Cheap ... really cheap.” Roomy was mentioned too.
With enough room to spin the AD 360 degrees and not touch any canvas ... she fits. She has enough room to fold the wings and park another Skyraider on top ... or hang one from the overhead.
Author note: The Ranger (CVA61) routinely hung damaged but possibly salvageable aircraft from the aft overhead ... along with yachts the officers purchased. Yachts were hung near the starboard elevators. I will admit that I never noticed what kind of aircraft ... just that they were there. I was more interested in the yachts. I was a sailor ... not a pilot.
Mom had wood working tools, Kayaks ... and little sailboats. A great many of her tools extended to use as aluminum tools. Mr. Examiner had done the distastful parts ... the forms and blocking.
What the heck, I thought. I bought a full scale Dr .1 kit and spent a good many afternoons in his company. I made just enough mistakes to allow him the chance to correct me. It wasn’t that I didn’t know how ... him helping me ... guidance from older wiser head ... cemented a friendship.
It was about this time I discovered I was lonely. I knew people ... damn few were my age.
I knew pilots ... and pilots had wives ... and that made me the enemy. Several of the wives were beautiful ... quite a few weren’t.
There are reasons husbands build things. Some have a ‘do’ bent. Those guys build things. When the wife complains of a leaky faucet ... it gets fixed. Some times the faucet fixing includes a remodeled kitchen... ‘doers.’
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