There is NOTHING like the pure, unadulterated joy provided by an air show. Pop was a pilot before I came along, and he instilled in me an awe that is unparalleled when it comes to planes.
So when I heard the roar outside my window, I quickly ran to the parking garage. I just finished watching a practice run for Fair St. Louis this weekend, and I feel that at this very moment, I could not possibly be happier.
Sometimes I'm glad I have to work :)
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Oooh, fun! Makes me wish my work area had windows. :)
That's so cool! When they used to do an air show out in Chesterfield, the pilots would buzz the barn. They flew so low we could see the pilots' faces! Even though all that, I thought it was awesome.
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