He was all of 21 and I was all of 16.
I would go up with him while he dropped the dust on the fields.
It was absolutely exhilarating,of course, I never told my mama. I always said we were going riding (and we did, in a plane!)
The dropping slowly of the plane made me excited about life. And of course he showed off his skill by climbing so quickly...sometimes I think more quickly than he should have...I think back on these times lately and now I realize I probably lived a lifetime before I was 25.
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