I'd take a small plane anytime

My love for flying in a small plane came gradually.

The first small plane ride was when I lived here the first time, in 1954.

I was a lumber grader at the small planer mill above the dam. There was a guy working on the crew who had been a bush pilot in Alaska who had his own plane.

The guy invited me to go along with him on a Saturday flight. We flew to Spokane, Missoula, Orifino, to the Pullman-M...