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frustratedpilotI realize that I've been a lot poorer than even I feared. I had tech envy for my uncle's computer (even if it was running Vista), his high-speed internet, his satellite TV (and the fact that both his flat-screen sets were bigger than our old cathy tubes)--even his coffeemaker. But we got a lot of use from his GPS receiver, which guided us through what had once been familiar territory in Western Pennsylvania. Dad and I would never have found Robert and Grace's gravesite without the GPS, and it did an okay job getting us to Fawn Haven #3 and the house on Skyview Terrace.
But as for finding the school site, I did it completely by seat-of-pants, as the old site wouldn't have been in any GPS database that I knew. We left Gibsonia for Florida long before I learned to drive, but I rode the bus there from Fawn Haven over 500 times as a kid...
...And I amazed myself. I'd forgotten the street names, but still knew which directions to turn and everything.
Maybe I shouldn't have trained to be a Pilot at all. Maybe I should have been a Navigator from Day One.
But as for finding the school site, I did it completely by seat-of-pants, as the old site wouldn't have been in any GPS database that I knew. We left Gibsonia for Florida long before I learned to drive, but I rode the bus there from Fawn Haven over 500 times as a kid...
...And I amazed myself. I'd forgotten the street names, but still knew which directions to turn and everything.
Maybe I shouldn't have trained to be a Pilot at all. Maybe I should have been a Navigator from Day One.
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