My 1st Airplane

For those who have a passion in life, it all starts with one "thing." That "thing" could be a book, card, letter, collectible, or in my case, a toy. 

Perhaps it was fate or destiny, but whatever the case, the very 1st toy that I ever received was an airplane. When I was still in the warm, welcoming halls of Highland Hospital, my parent's friends came to visit bearing a gift. Ken & Holly Olsen, good friends to my parents, brought me a "Playskool Airplane Ball Popper Baby Toddler Busy Poppin' Plane Toy." And, to this day, I still cherish it!

It's the "little things" in life that really have a big impact on us, down the road. As I mentioned above, this airplane set in motion more than perhaps the gift-givers could have imagined. Add to this airplane toy gift the passion for WWII and aviation of my father, and the kindness and generosity of my fellow Warplane Museum volunteers (and countless others in the aviation/warbird community), and you have, well, me!

Until next time, "Keep 'Em Flying," and "Never, Never, Never Give Up."