tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244999628674918029.post4862783076922188318..comments2024-03-29T07:42:16.684-05:00Comments on Bayou Renaissance Man: Under the skin of an airlinerPeterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10595089829300831372noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244999628674918029.post-42119223170717405962011-07-18T17:35:31.591-05:002011-07-18T17:35:31.591-05:00Good post, but you forgot the plywood flooring... ...Good post, but you forgot the plywood flooring... :-)Old NFOhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16404197287935017147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244999628674918029.post-40873624742392989072011-07-18T13:04:25.495-05:002011-07-18T13:04:25.495-05:00My second flight ever was a night flight from LAX ...My second flight ever was a night flight from LAX to Kennedy then onto Spain. I had a window seat, over the left wing. At the time I was wondering if the Captain knew that his airplane was on fire. No one seemed interested. It's amazing what stuff goes through your head at the time. Oh, yeah, good times. Sure! :)trailbeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06830065132795330618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244999628674918029.post-16654431282572175162011-07-18T12:17:19.477-05:002011-07-18T12:17:19.477-05:00When I was in boot camp (back when dinosaurs roame...When I was in boot camp (back when dinosaurs roamed the earth, per my kids), we flew in a DC-3 from Great Lakes, IL to Cincinnati for a Columbus Day parade. The port engine caught fire each time we landed, and had to be extinguished before they'd allow us to exit from the cabin.<br /><br />Good times.Rev. Paulhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04588179227576383679noreply@blogger.com