In the 80’s my Dad had a Cessna 172 and used to fly from Beverly, MA up to Moultonboro when I was vacationing. At one point a friend of his got his instructor’s ticket and wanted to take his first student gratis before he started charging and asked me if I was interested. Dad offered his plane gratis. I turned it down because, at that time, if the leaves were ruffling in the trees it was too turbulent for me. BIG MISTAKE. A couple of years later Dad had a heart attack and gave up his license/sold his plane. He loved flying and would have loved to sit in the right seat of his plane while I flew.
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