My first memory of flying was with my Dad, somewhere around 1982....without being able to see over the glare shield of a rented 152. Flew with Dad for many more years in 172's and ultralights, taking the controls at least for a few minutes on each flight. I remember getting sick easily, if I wasn't at least riding up front. But still good memories. Loved the smell of airplanes. (They all seemed to smell the same ha-ha.)
Fast forward to post college, I finally pursued a PPL. Within the next couple years obtained an instrument rating, single engine commercial, and finally multi-engine commercial. Was working full time as an electrician. I continued to fly for the next few years in rented 172s and a Piper Arrow.
I started my current job...