During the thirties Daddy learned to fly and bought a 1928 Travel Air bi-plane. Most of his student time was in Augusta and his favorite instructor was Fred Dorsett, who later became a pilot with Eastern Airlines. At any rate, on July 4, 1934, Daddy wanted to fly the family to Elberton, 30 miles from Washington, for some special event at the airport. At the time the plane was "garaged," "hangered (?)", at Daddy's airport behind Jake Orr's house. So we went out there about 9:00, serviced the plane, and Mother, my little brother Jimsie, and I climbed in the front seat. The takeoff was uneventful and the trip over Tignall (at about 500 ft.) to Elberton came off without a hitch. I remember the red dirt at the Elberton airport but not much else. It's possible we visited Mother's parents on Railroad Street, but I don't know. I do remember the trip back home and that it was uneventful, too.
I am pleased to welcome you to my personal blog, which I started in March 2009. I first became interested in blogging about five years ago, using old "blogger.com", which was cumbersome to use and I never mastered. About a year ago I discovered that Google had bought "blogger.com" and had revised it considerably, making it fun to use, so much so that I have devised at least 15 blogs on various subjects and frequently add posts and Gadgets to them.