I was raised to wrench on my own car as needed, thanks to my father. Honestly, I didn’t care much for the experience then, but I don’t mind it now, especially since it is such a useful skill. I am often grateful to have a functional understanding of automotive mechanical repair; it has saved my skin a number of times and occasionally allowed me to assist others. But I had no blinkin’ idea what enormous fun it would be to work under the cowling of a helicopter… what an absolute scream of a time!
I had the privilege of being offered a contract as assistant to the legendary Tracy Williams as he conducted periodic inspection and maintenance of a Bell 206 L4. Tracy is sought-after worldwide. However, he is retired; such an opportunity was a rare delight. Anyone who has studied under masters knows that just because someone is prolific in his or her craft does not automatically mean that he or she can impart that knowledge worth a damn. Tracy is both a master of his craft as well as a master teacher, deft in the transfer of his prowess as well as his passion. My weeks with him were intellectually intriguing, socially satiating, and undeniably unforgettable.
At the conclusion of our operations, we ran diagnostics and then took to the skies! The renown skymaster and CFI Ron Fernuik piloted the turbine engine Long Ranger over our Texas panhandle. Since before I can remember, I have flown with my father countless times. He has gifted me a lifetime of priceless experience, breathtaking thrill, and immeasurable memory anywhere from only a few feet above the ground to thousands of feet in the troposphere. My father is master of his craft, a master teacher, and a master father. Cheers to you, Dad!