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Growing Up

I was born and raised in Riverside California, the daughter of Don and ???

My entire family including Grandpa was from the area. Mom and Dad
were born in Los Angeles and Grandpa in Venice Beach. My grandparents

lived across the street from the airport, and our house was just blocks away.

I spent almost every weekend at my Grandparents house. We were all so
close. We had dinners together frequently, and I had many a sleepover with

Noni and Grandpa. When I got a little older, and our family grew in size,
we moved a few miles away from the airport. There were three kids now

my older brother Robert and younger brother Scott, yes and I am a middle

child and probably live up to all the rumors you have heard about the
“middle child.”.

There was a flight school at the airport that grandpa named after my Dad

it was called ‘Don’s flying school,’ so he spent most of his time at the

airport. Grandpa, who had an absolute passion for flying believed that all
of the boys should learn to fly and at the age of 16 all of them soloed in the

same plane, the Piper cub, which is still at Flabob today. It is safe to say

that hundreds of thousands of pilots learned to fly in a Piper Cub. For many
non-pilots, the Piper Cub is the entirety of small aircraft aviation — like

Kleenex™ is to facial tissue. It was such a popular plane that at peak

production in 1940, a new Piper Cub J-3 rolled off the assembly line every
20 minutes.