
Although I really enjoy my time flying, I can't say that my wife, Ruth, likes to fly with me. The first time that we went up, she held onto the seat for her life the whole time -- and it was just one time around the traffic pattern. The second time we went up, I hoped that she would enjoy it more. We ventured a little further out, towards Boulder City, but to no avail. Maybe someday, maybe after we get a larger plane, she will enjoy it more.
As for now, though, I love the freedom of flying and the pleasure of saying "I am a pilot!"
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