EARLY IN 1974, my wife, Dorothy, and I had just moved from our home in Massachusetts to Appleton, Wisconsin, for my new consulting job. Since serving in the Air Force during the Korean War, I have had a lifelong interest in flying, so I was excited to realize I would be only a short drive to the location of the upcoming 22nd Oshkosh Air Show, which was to start on August 2. For many, arriving at Oshkosh, Wisconsin, is a rite of passage, attending what becomes, for one week, the busiest airport in the world. We had a week we’d never forget.
As we drove back home, I said to Dot, “It must be great to learn how to fly.” Dot said, “Why don’t you try it?” To which I…
