REMEMBERING THE PAST

Certain events happen in our lives that we mark in time and never forget. This week is the 30th anniversary of one of those events in my life.

In the next couple of days, many people from my past will be sharing in the same memories that I have.

Friday, February 20th, 1976, was the start of a not-so-usual weekend at our drop zone; a weekend that would end in tragedy on Sunday the 22nd. Most weekends ended with partying and fun; this one ended with the deaths of 5 people, some of which were like family.

It all started with our new plane, a Piper Cherokee Six. Details here. More later.