Reunion with the sky…
On April 5th, 2007 I had a reunion.
A reunion with the sky.
A clear, blue sky and a gentle breeze were my playground. My transportation to this playground was Skyhawk 23758, a Cessna 172 with a “glass cockpit” and an urgent desire to defy gravity. Or was that my desire? Sometimes it’s hard to tell.
I know. I just made a reference inferring that the airplane I flew had feelings.
But don’t they? I wonder what kind of results I’d get if I took a poll, right now, to find out how many pilots assign human characteristics to their flying machines. Assigning some feeling to your airplane surely is Anthropomorphism at its best!
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