It was 1989, I believe.
It was back in the day when I worked in nuclear field services with Combustion Engineering, and then later with ABB.
It was back in the day when I flew to different nuclear plants to work for weeks at a time, 12 hours a day, 7 days a week.
It was a day when I could go up to any cockpit of any jet and ask to take a picture…and never get any grief.
It was a day when one pilot said, “Here, son, why don’t you just sit in my seat and put on my hat and let me take your picture.”
The engines were still spooling and my hand was on the throttles!
It was a day long before 9/11.
Man, those were the days!
I miss them.
Were those glasses huge, or was my head smaller?
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I was just thinking today how the world has gotten more complicated, more difficult to navigate. Sin does that, I suppose, both corporately and individually.