Flying on a jet plane
Thursday, July 29th, 2010 at
6:28 pm
I was born with a “let’s go” gene. I would sit in a chair at my grandparents’ house with a view of the driveway. If I heard my mom’s car or my dad’s pickup start, I was out the door like a shot. I asked the destination only once we were en route.
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