Carrier Landings
Flying into a Middle East airport, my co-pilot and I reviewed our flight plan for the trip back to the USS Enterprise. We were to pick up a Navy captain, and experience had taught me that even seasoned vets turn white-knuckled during carrier landings.
Once the captain was strapped in, I turned around to welcome him aboard. “Sir,” I asked, “will this be your first carrier landing?”
Looking at me with disdain, he opened his inflatable vest to display gold wings above five rows of ribbons. “Son,” he said, “I have over 500 carrier landings in jet fighters.”
“That’s good to hear,” my co-pilot said, winking at me, “because this will be our first.”
Literature Exam
My son stayed up half the night studying for his English Literature exam. He would drink coffee almost constantly while attempting to read “The Canterbury Tales.”
I awoke at 4 A.M. and found him studying with mug in hand, and asked him, “What have you got there?”
He answered… “Just my cup and chaucer.”
Seatmate Choice
The plane was only half-full. When an attractive young woman asked if the seat next to mine was free, my male ego soared. Soon we were chatting pleasantly, and she told me it was her first flight.
“Mom said to sit next to someone I thought I could trust,” she confessed nervously.
“And you look just like my dad.”
