Dear Amelia Earhart

August 1986 Dear Ms. Earhart, I went and saw a movie called Top Gun with some friends. (I think they were called motion pictures in your day.) The story was about a Navy fighter pilot who has to overcome great obstacles in order to be a best-of-the-best pilot. Maverick—the main character—wasn’t like the group. (Kind…

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Dear Amelia Earhart

  June 1986 Dear Ms. Earhart, I got off the plane today in Florida and, WOW! The sun was shining and the skies were blue for as far as I could see; the perfect place, I think, to learn to fly. (Don’t tell my parents, but I’d already decided that this is the school for…

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Dear Amelia Earhart

June 1986 After the first flight Dear Ms. Earhart, I realize this is the second letter today, but I couldn’t wait to tell you about my first small airplane experience. It was the pits. The plane we flew in had big, fat wings that reminded me of a Hershey Bar with almonds. Dr. Vet-Pilot called…

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Dear Amelia Earhart

June 1986 Dear Ms. Earhart, I’m about to have the best day. My mom has an acquaintance at her work, and guess what? She’s a pilot! (Her day job is a veterinarian—less exciting if you ask me—but she flies on weekends.) Anyway, she has volunteered to take me up in her small plane. A single-engine,…

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