I Remember When . .
| Shanks ponies (feet), real horses, little red
wagons and regular wagons. Tricycles, bicycles, motorcycles and cars.
Aircraft, Cessna, piper, helicopter and airliners.
Shanks ponies are the most dependable. Used them for years :) The roads always seemed long and dusty, especially when a car would pass you along side the road. Dad did not like to walk, Mom did. She and I walked highway 75 lots of times.
Learning to drive a car was neat. Though they did not let me drive often. There was a thing near the steering wheel called a spark on the old model A, and a long wire with a cork on the bottom, was the gas gauge, (float) and of course a stick shift. Then came the automatics, a breeze to drive. By far he most fun transportation was an airplane. Not only would it turn from side to side, it would go up and down :) without a hill. I have flown over highway 75 and the long distance I used to walk, looked so short. All in your prospective isn't it? Flying became my passion. Playing with the wind, soaring over the countryside. Mother flew with me once over the Grapevine in California. She said she was praying the whole time.
After I earned my flight instructors license, I entered the Airplane Owners and Pilots Associations, Pinch Hitters Club. This was a program to teach women who did not know how to fly, to land a plane in case of an emergency. Many women did not want to fly with their husbands for fear they might have to land the plane. This became very interesting. Women would see a woman instructor, hopefully this would give them confidence. Lou Anne's Photo Family Photo
One little lady, about 95 pounds of her, came out to take a lesson and did great. So great she wanted to continue on and get her license. The next lesson, she asked if her sister could come along in the back seat. I said sure. (learned a lesson here, look before answering) Now this was a tail dragger of an aircraft that she had. When her sister came from the parking lot, I did a double take. She weighed at least 200 pounds. We get loaded into the plane, I take off with the overloaded craft. Around the airport over the city for a quick site seeing trip for the sister, then back into the pattern for a landing. I gave the wheel to the student, but kept my hands near and my feet on the rudders. She did pretty good getting it down, but the tail kept trying to come around to the front. Oh, I had to tell the sister, that it was the end of her flight. God was with us on that landing. That's long ago and far away now. Lots of memories to keep me company thru my remaining years.
Lou Anne Allen, Attended Moss Schools from the 3rd. - 6th. Grades.