It brings up all sorts of great thoughts and memories for me.
I think of my nephew Chad, who as a young boy always wanted to be a pilot and is now just that. He is paying his dues and learning the ropes working his way up the ladder of the aviation business hauling cargo on those long late night flights.
I also can't help but think of driving with my son years ago, in my well worn and well loved old convertible, top down and Steve Miller blasting from the bass enhanced speakers.
He was probably five years old and throughout that summer he came to love and request all of Steve Millers hits as we travelled about in that car! The two of us even went to see Steve Miller Band live when they came through town some ten years ago. I think it was probably his first live rock concert. He was mesmerized by Steve's playing and how he treated his guitar like an old friend. He fell asleep curled up in the back seat of that car on the way home from the concert. Ears ringing and heart beating in rhythm.
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