A special plane ride

My dad flew the C-47 Skytrain troop transport airplane in World War II. I had the great good fortune to ride in one the other day. The experience gave me the opportunity to experience a tiny sliver of how he spent about 2 1/2 years of his life.

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The landscape of frost on the car roof shortly after sunrise compelled me to stop and capture it, to admire it for a moment before I drove away and it disappeared, never to be seen again. It was a reminder to stop and appreciate what is, because you may never see, hear, feel, experience it again.

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