The end of summer is here, and I agreed with myself to write another post, just tidbits here and there of the very normal-feeling items in our days.
Aviation Perpetual
Charles, fearing lest he should gain a reputation for the peripheral things about his personality that I so dearly love to write about, suggested that I should write about he, his brothers, and airplanes... something interesting, he said, not meaning the brothers but the airplanes.