On Wednesday 12 September 2001 1:31 am, dep wrote:
> | Oh pshaw.... Back when I was a cropduster (true) we all used to
> | fly over to the nearest dairy on boring afternoons to partake of a
> | sundae. Hardly big enuff field to get into let alone get out of...
> | no strip at all.
>
> an old girlfriend's father, a great pilot who now does computer crash
> reconstructions for a living, was a cropduster in georgia, and she
> used to talk about the lights in their house going out, and her mom
> saying, "he must have hit another powerline."
Yup, between getting hit by bullets when some kid wants to try out his .22
and hitting a pole some farmer forgot to mention was in the middle of his
field, it can get pretty dicey. (but fun flying)
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+ Bruce S. Marshall [EMAIL PROTECTED] Bellaire, MI 09/12/01 08:57 +
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"Iron rusts from disuse, stagnant water loses its purity, and in cold weather
becomes frozen, even so does inaction sap the vigors of the mind." -
Leonardo
Da Vinci
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