Mellow and joyful -- that's how I remember my younger son's 22nd birthday. He took his brother and me flying. Piloted us across the city on a grand sightseeing tour . . . then out south over open fields for a few maneuvers and a perfect, smooth landing. Magnificent.
We've come such a long way, the three of us. How right to signify and celebrate our journey by flying free, far above all concerns, safe in the arms of the sky. Together.
