Yes I Can

Yes I Can

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

That's me

Flygirl is the alias I gave myself, when I was around 10 years old. I would self- talk to the shy little girl that resided inside. My real passion in life was to be able to fly in any airplane, as much as possible. My father was an officer in the Air Force and navigated B 52's, while I was growing up in the 50's-60's. The Cuban crisis was in full swing. My days were filled, with planes flying overhead at home and school. At home my father would lay out navigational maps on the kitchen table, laboring over flight patterns, with slide rules and pencils in hand. At school I would dutifully block out sounds of jets flying overhead, while I stuck to my lessons at hand. Occasionally, the daily school routine would be interrupted by alarms, with drills for nuclear attacks. I would quickly get under my desk then squat down, tuck my chin and place my hands on top of my head by interlocking my fingers. My father had his pilot's license and would take us up on weekend outings in prop airplanes. Strangely, my mother did not enjoy prop planes, although she was fine with the Air Force and airline flights we took. So it was a treat for my oldest brother and I to have dad to ourselves on these weekend adventures. I do mean adventure to----as he liked to turn off the engine and hang glide at times. Woo!!! Flygirl emerged in my mind the first day he turned off that engine and we glided across the expansive Texas plains. I could see for miles and miles, I was close to heaven, I was thrilled and awestruck. Yep, I think I like being a flygirl!!!


  1. Okay, I'm in love with the sculpture--so symbolic of so much in your post.

    And well I remember the Cuban missile crisis, but not from the same point of view as you. I recall drills to be sure we could get home in case of "attack," and "bomb shelters" in basements of downtown buildings, and being told not to eat the snow for fear of "fallout."

    Thanks for visiting us. I'll be back to see more. And, yes, we blo for our "health." It may be one reason I am sane today. (I am sane, arent' I????) C

  2. C-
    Thanks for all of your fun blogs! I have been secretly scoping and enjoying them. I decided that I would give it a whirl. ( and yes, you are very sane!! one of the most grounded gals I know) That's 'cause you know right from wrong and try to always do good, like all the great cowgirls I know! FG

  3. I CANNOT figure out how t send a message other than this comment...ARGHH! I am so technologically-challenged...a real handicap in this hobby.

    You need to write! I loved your first piece and then there's that "health" thing, remember? You have stirred up a post in me and I'll be crediting you soon (next week, maybe??) so get some writing up!