There’s nothing quite like those serendipitous events that life brings our way. There’s also nothing quite like the friendships that are born out of aviation. This story of rediscovering a lost intergenerational family friendship will pull on your heartstrings. Follow along with two pilots making their journey to Oshkosh, and find out how an unexpected diversion brought them a life shaking outcome. A Spirit in the Wind reminds us all about an intangible human connection that is strengthened by sharing a common passion, and passed on through generations.
When the call came in and I saw that it was my friend Matt, I had a feeling it was going to be good, but as it turns out, I had no idea of just how good.
We met when I was living in Georgia, spending many evenings on his wraparound porch in Savannah, talking about all sorts of fun & adventure, but mostly about flying. At that time, he had a bit of stick time from flying with his dad, but no license yet, and he was planning on taking lessons – someday. Matt told me about how he grew up at an airport, and how as a kid he helped his dad manage the place, along with the family crop dusting business. He also told me about his dad passing away years ago in a flying accident, and I still remember how awful I felt to hear of his loss. But when Matt told stories about hangar flying with his dad and the guys, I could hear in his voice how proud he was and how important those experiences were to him while growing up. The way I saw it, he was born into aviation, and the passion for flying was in his blood – it was just a matter of time before he officially became a pilot…
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