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Look Out, Don't Stare at the Stick.
by Lori Wilson I was talking with a pilot today. The weather had forced him down, and he had to wait a day to get home. Instead of fuming over the delay, he found a local Catholic church with no line for confession and made the most of the time. As he talked about staying at peace with the wind, about not letting the delay decide his mood, I found myself back in the cockpit of a different plane, decades ago. I was in tenth grade. My best friend's father owned a small two-pers
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Jul 34 min read
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