Hey Doug - Flash asked me to post this letter for him...
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Dear Dad,
I am having a great time on my Houston vacation! Mr. Dye has been taking good care of me, and even cleaned off all of those bugs. He asked me if some of them dated back to the Jurassic Period, but I didn?t know what he meant ? he sometimes confuses me like that.
Today he took me to go and see some of the local sights. I tried to get my wing in the pictures so that the airplanes back home would know that I was really there. The first place we went was to see what he called ?the birthplace of Texas?. It looked to me to be the tallest thing around, and was made out of rock ? I would hate to run into it if the clouds were low.
Right next to it was a big blue and gray ship that he called a ?Battleship?. It looked like it might be a fun place to visit on the ground some day. It?s really old, and Mr. Dye said that it is stuck in the mud!
After he took me across the big Galveston Bay to fill up on gas, he treated me to a few of those rolls that you like to do so much. I like those! He said that he thinks I am really quick and light compared to other airplanes he flies. I think he meant that as a good thing! On the way home, we flew over a bunch of boats and ships that were all lined up between the ocean and Houston. Mr. Dye said that they were playing a game called ?Texas Chicken?, but I didn?t understand that. It looked to me like the traffic pattern back home, when sometimes airplanes come to close, and I close my eyes.
Just before we landed, we flew over the Johnson Space Center, and saw some rockets, and a bunch of buildings. He said that there were people there that had flown way higher than I ever will. I sure wish I could go really high like them!
Mr. Dye told me that he is still trying to figure out how to land me properly. I think he does OK, but certainly not as good as you! He thinks I?m harder to land than the other airplanes he flies?maybe it?s just because he isn't very experienced like you. I notice that sometimes, when he thinks he is reaching for my throttle, he puts his hand on my canopy latch instead. I?m glad it has a lock! He also flies with the wrong hand sometimes, but maybe he?ll learn.
The weather is really nice, but it?s supposed to rain on Saturday, and he says I might have to stay an extra day or two because he doesn't want to fly me in the clouds. That?s OK with me ? maybe he?ll clean the oil off my belly if I stay in his hangar long enough!
Hope you?re fine too,
Flash
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Dear Dad,
I am having a great time on my Houston vacation! Mr. Dye has been taking good care of me, and even cleaned off all of those bugs. He asked me if some of them dated back to the Jurassic Period, but I didn?t know what he meant ? he sometimes confuses me like that.
Today he took me to go and see some of the local sights. I tried to get my wing in the pictures so that the airplanes back home would know that I was really there. The first place we went was to see what he called ?the birthplace of Texas?. It looked to me to be the tallest thing around, and was made out of rock ? I would hate to run into it if the clouds were low.
Right next to it was a big blue and gray ship that he called a ?Battleship?. It looked like it might be a fun place to visit on the ground some day. It?s really old, and Mr. Dye said that it is stuck in the mud!
After he took me across the big Galveston Bay to fill up on gas, he treated me to a few of those rolls that you like to do so much. I like those! He said that he thinks I am really quick and light compared to other airplanes he flies. I think he meant that as a good thing! On the way home, we flew over a bunch of boats and ships that were all lined up between the ocean and Houston. Mr. Dye said that they were playing a game called ?Texas Chicken?, but I didn?t understand that. It looked to me like the traffic pattern back home, when sometimes airplanes come to close, and I close my eyes.
Just before we landed, we flew over the Johnson Space Center, and saw some rockets, and a bunch of buildings. He said that there were people there that had flown way higher than I ever will. I sure wish I could go really high like them!
Mr. Dye told me that he is still trying to figure out how to land me properly. I think he does OK, but certainly not as good as you! He thinks I?m harder to land than the other airplanes he flies?maybe it?s just because he isn't very experienced like you. I notice that sometimes, when he thinks he is reaching for my throttle, he puts his hand on my canopy latch instead. I?m glad it has a lock! He also flies with the wrong hand sometimes, but maybe he?ll learn.
The weather is really nice, but it?s supposed to rain on Saturday, and he says I might have to stay an extra day or two because he doesn't want to fly me in the clouds. That?s OK with me ? maybe he?ll clean the oil off my belly if I stay in his hangar long enough!
Hope you?re fine too,
Flash
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