In keeping with the Christmas spirit, this post is not meant to
advance the technology of aviation, nor is it designed to stir any
controversy (there's enough of that the rest of the year). This is
just a lighthearted, whimsical post.

Most pilots I've met talk about how they have always dreamed of
flying. So let's get more specific. What kind of dreams?

I'll go first.

My earliest flying dreams didn't involve an airplane at all. As a
very little kid I had just learned how to "dog paddle" in a swimming
pool. I was very proud of that achievement, but it just wasn't
enough!

That night I remember dreaming that I was standing in the front yard
of my parent's house, and dog paddling for all I was worth! The
harder I could thrash my arms and legs, the higher I could go! Over
the telephone poles, looking down on all the jealous neighbor kids, I
was having the time of my life.

Later in life I "graduated" to actually dreaming of being a pilot in
an aircraft, then realizing that dream by finally getting my PPL, but
those early dreams are still very vivid in my mind.

Anybody else care to share their dreams?

Merry Christmas to all,

Steve Job