LIKE THAT DARING YOUNG MAN ON THE FLYING TRAPEZE

I have to admit, I have always been an air show junkie. Give me a good baseball cap, my Ray-bans, binoculars, camera, fold-out camp chair, and some heavy-duty sunscreen (SFP 70 or better) and I’m good to go. I’ll jockey myself up through that crowd of like-minded, similar-looking rubber-neckers and stake out the ultimate spot for myself, front and center, as close to the roped-off runway as I can get. And then just consign myself to the baking tarmac sun for hours, happy as a clam, thrilling to the deafening roar of of jets tearing out a rip in the atmosphere, to the bone-jarring vibrations of the vintage bombers lumbering overhead, and to the sheer butterfly beauty of the ultralights.  Yes, and let me tell you now... I’ve seen some things at airshows in my time! Some pretty amazing and unexpected things too, as you might imagine. And this? This is the story of one of them. So welcome back to BOOMER MONOLOGUES, finally. I’m your host, Tom Lyford, and this is Season Two. Our first episode is titled “Like That Daring Young Man on the Flying Trapeze.”