Life after Time Passes

All my children, grandchildren and spouses 2014

Last year at Thanksgiving we had that rare occasion of all my children and their families in the same place at the same time. It happens so infrequently as the rush of their lives intrudes, as the space between us all grows by States. But when one looks at a picture like this, at least from my perspective, I see what time passes means, to have gotten to live long enough to have a picture like that. It does give meaning to Thanksgiving and being grateful.
     I think that as each year passes, we all take time to look back. Look back the year, maybe even look back the long life that has been granted. As I said in the last blog, the idea of being grateful is good for health, but I also think that as I get older, one of the benefits is I have more to be grateful for.
Experience, hard won by mistakes and time, takes on a new shiny luster when viewed from the lofty perch of time passes. To have accomplished, to have made a contribution and to have set a new group of engaged with life young adults into the world is a reminder of what perseverance brings when mixed with time. One needn't start tallying their place in life with a picture like that one above, Enough is said there.
     But I have lived long enough, time has passed enough, that I can find peace in my family. I can look forward to what surprises they will bring to my life as I continue to make a contribution in return for the air I breathe. I think that time passes and your grateful list grows while I continue to experience new and wonderful things. This strange thing called life, colored by each of our own perceptions is pretty cool. I can't wait for tomorrow.
Will by the River

Thanksgiving and the Grateful List

It was an interesting week leading up to Thanksgiving.The Salida Brass played at the funeral for our fallen member Bob Cook. Then later I went to Aspen with my friend Ralph and we finished this Beech Bonanza we had worked on to repair the metal on the bottom of the cowl that had ground off in a gear up landing.  Two endings that came on top of each other.

       I have been on this project almost two years, working over there when we could. You would think I am grateful that it is done, which I am, but I am also grateful for the experience of the work.

      Just before Thanksgiving I read an article about having a grateful list. The author was trying to write something he was grateful for each day. The idea is that it increases happiness in your life. This happiness seems to also improve health. But his premise was our consumer society breeds dissatisfaction. 

We end up wanting more and never being happy with what  we have. This article caused me to review all that I am grateful for. On this Thanksgiving weekend of family and friends I have much to be thankful for. 

It seemed to me that this feeling of thankfulness was everywhere I was, with family, even just out and about. The lighting of Christmas mountain, with fireworks, and freshly falling snow was very much the holiday season. As I looked around at my friends and neighbors in Salida, they had expressions of gratitude for their community. 

       Keeping a grateful list was a family habit some years ago, but not lately, this article has me thinking it might be a practice again. At least for me, I have so much to be grateful for, and as I watch my grandchildren play, or finish work that was a joy, to use skills learned over a lifetime, it is with satisfaction that I can think of much to list. I hope everyone can enter this holiday season with gratefulness, to share of themselves and get back even more than they give. Be grateful and look to the future with optimism. Happy Holidays from Will by the River

A good life passes

It is November. They are starting to groom the slopes up at Monarch. We are well into the change of the seasons. While this evidence of the cycle of life goes on it's steady course a well lived life came to an end this week. Bob Cook, a founding member of Salida Brass, died of cancer at the age of sixty. Bob grew up in Salida, he and his Brother ran a hardware store and Bob went on to working as a accountant.
       This kind of steady and quiet life is such foundation for so much that gets done in America. This kind of life is, for me, a reminder of "one day at a time" is all we really have a promise of. Planning, obsessing if you will, about the future is shown to be the folly it is, when a good life ends before it's time, such as Bob's.
     The Salida Brass, with the founding father of the group visiting,  will gather this Saturday the 14th of November to honor Bob. We will be playing Christ the Lord is Risen as Bob did every Easter for 44 years.
      Perseverance is a human quality that I have come to appreciate more as I have aged. I feel it is the foundation of accomplishment. Certainly to accomplish you have to start, but, you have to also finish.  I view Bob's life as well lived.
       Rest in peace Bob, we will carry on, we will be steady, we will try and live with integrity, one day at a time..

Local Input

Many Chaffee County citizens gathered at John Held auditorium Saturday night to listen to Amy Goodman speak. She was on a long weekend whirlwind tour of Colorado and came to Salida from Carbondale, Paonia to Crested Butte via snowmobile. Amy spoke on recent uprisings around the world and attempts stifle the truth. Democracy Now circumvented the shutdown of satellite links, that hamstrung mainstream media and reduced them to using skype,by utilizing the Internet in ways that worked around censorship. My wife was viewing Egyptian news through a facebook page of a college friend who had lived in Egypt for many years. Your local radio station, KHEN-LP, receives all of it's syndicated content through website downloads or by mailed CD. It is possible access the truth of events in many different ways. What is harder is to sort through the noise and find what is true vs what someone wants to sell as truth. In the end it is the actions speak the truth. In the end it is the attention of everyone and sharing of this attention that illuminates these actions for all to see.
About a year ago I started down the path to run for Chaffee County Commissioner. I didn't win but at least I can now spell commissioner. But what I gained the most during the campaign was a knowledge of how many people in Chaffee County are involved in wonderful community sustaining organizations. I felt that again on Saturday.
Tuesday, the 8th of March, there is public meeting on the changes to our county land use codes. This process is now in it's 14th year. It has been stalled and worked around so a minority view, as represented by public input on our new comprehensive plan, can have the votes to prevent much of what a majority wants from occurring. I know that is a run-on sentence but so is this process. It would behoove the citizens of Chaffee County to be as many as possible at the meeting tomorrow to represent all interest in this important process. I have a conflict but I encourage everyone who can to attend.

The Danger in Flying

You can maintain your aircraft carefully and still have the unforeseen happen. On July 5th of this year I was on a flight back from Utah. I was over Taylor Park and starting to climb from 13,000 ft to 16,000 ft to climb over some clouds that were starting to build in the morning skies over the Grand Mesa and the Collegiate Peaks. As I pulled back to climb I heard a loud pop. I thought it had come from the tail but you can't see the tail well from the pilots seat. You can't pull over beside the road and check, so I went back to the business of flying the plane and donning oxygen for the higher altitudes at which I would be flying for a while. About twenty minutes later I landed safely in Salida at KANK the Salida airport where I base my Bellanca. Later, in inspection of the plane I found that one of the eight flying wires that support the tail had broken at the threaded area where it attaches to the vertical stabilizer. I was fortunate that only one had broken and that the other seven had continued to do their work, leaving the tail level and the controls free. After my mechanic and I had viewed the damage we came to the conclusion that since these wires were probably 40 years old, we should replace all eight flying wires. These wires can be seen in the picture in front of my hanger on this post page.
Here is where the internet becomes so valuable. I have gotten to view a number of opinions about how my flying wires were made and how they make them today. One thing that is different today is they "roll the threads" rather than "cut" them with a die, which may curtail a chance of a "stress riser" from the cutting. The FAA has no lift limit on these wires and that, plus input from the Bellanca engineer has lead us to a discussion on the tension settings may have been the culprit for the failure. It appears that the wires may have been too tight or not of equal tension. So I have taken to asking for opinions on what the tension settings should be. There is only a short terse one sentence description in the service manual. At Oshkosh this year, one wag suggested that since I was a musician I should tune them to B flat. At any rate we are currently carefully installing a new set of eight flying wires that were just manufactured in Scotland at Brunton's. We will have them equal in tension and I look forward to them lasting another 40 years, which "might" be longer than I will be flying this plane.
These older airplanes do take care, but in their simplicity they are a joy to work on and maintain. This Bellanca CruiseMaster returns the care with wonderful flying qualities.

Will by the River

Memorial Day

I have been thinking on the state of General Aviation a lot lately. This Memorial Weekend we had intended to fly the Bellanca to a Reeves Family reunion in Kirksville Missouri. The weather here in Salida Colorado, unusually, was what encouraged us to stay home. It has been a while since I have seen this much rain, for a number of days in a row, here. So I find myself here on Memorial Day, thinking of my service in the US Navy and about our government today.
Mary and I recently made our" search for spring" trip to Washington DC. We have children to visit there and of course "Spring". It comes so late here at our 7000 ft. elevation. In the course of touring the Capitol and it's new visitor center, we got to experience security firsthand how security is practiced there. It is ridiculous. We had to go through three different levels of security to go and sit in either of the House or Senate Galleries. It would seem like once you have come through security into the visitor center that would be enough. As we moved around the Mall, in and out of buildings and Museum we were constantly being checked. But this is the same mentality that empties the Capital if a Cessna 152 two passenger airplane, weighing less than a honda, gets disoriented and happens to fly near the Capital. ( though rental trucks still move freely through the streets of Washington DC.)
So ever since 9-11 anyone who holds a pilots license in the United States or who is training to obtain one, is backgrounded by the FAA and I assume homeland security. I would not continue to be allowed to hold a pilots certificate if I could not pass this scrutiny. Yet the TSA has decided that any little airport in America that has a commercial (small commutor planes) flight has to have security badges for anyone on the ramp. So if I fly from Salida over to Montrose Colorado to visit an engine rebuilder I have to have a badge (about $200) or be escorted! This is overkill security on a population that is already scrutinized constantly (unlike rental truck drivers) But if you are not a pilot would this be on your mind as a concern? Of course not, in fact, you might find it reassuring even if you didn't have all the facts. We have given way to many rights away for a false sense of security. The TSA and Homeland Security should not be allowed to create rules looking for a problem. Clearly this is a government agency that should be reigned in, but it can only happen if everyone says enough. User fees, security rules, all work because of divide and conquer. We are in this together folks, and a restriction placed on me today will at some point have something similar placed on you tomorrow. Let's start encouraging our Federal Government to act on common sense instead of fear. Let us on this Memorial Day think of those who died fighting for our freedom and reaffirm our commitment to insisting that we keep the freedoms that were so much our light to the rest of the world. As we look forward from today to the 4th of July lets remember this is the "land of the free, the home of the brave".
Will, by the River.

At the Beginning

One has to start somewhere and in blogging it is here for me. I have, for some time, thought of expressing things this way, but only recently have found myself starting to utilize the new social media, such as Facebook, twitter or Linkedin. It is my hope to muse about music, aviation, politics and this lovely stretch of the river I see passing on it's way to the Mississippi. I love old sports cars, motorcycles, and airplanes and I suspect there will be times that they will be what I write of.
As I write this today, Chaffee County in Colorado is grappling with granting a permit to Nestle to truck water out of our drainage to Denver and put it in plastic bottles. As always with government, what might be the allowable reason to grant or not to grant has nothing to do with the enviromental insanity of my previous description of Nestle's intent. It seemed like there was so much incentive to be smarter about the use of our enviromental resources after the high fuel prices of the Bush administration, this seems like a step backwards. It is proposals like the Nestle proposal that shows the greed of capitalism at odds with the good of community. I hope they fail at there endeavor.
I also would like to make mention in this beginning of KHEN-LP radio in Salida Colorado. I find being a Jazz DJ on Wednesday afternoons to be a lot like this missive. You put music out there but don't get a lot of feedback on how it is recieved. It is, "listen to this" and you don't have to know if it is paid attention to or not. But these little lp fm license radio stations are a great place for community. Wonderful place for people to express what is important to them and in that regard a great resource for the community they broadcast to. If anyone should want to know more about KHEN they will find it on the web at www.khen.org. You can find a link there to stream our broadcast output.
This week in April it appears spring has come to the high country of Colorado, with temperatures in the 70's, but those of us who have been here a while, know this could be false hope as promised by a weather forcasst for rain or snow this weekend. I for one won't be setting out any garden plants this week.
The day beckons me out. Will by the River