




My boys and their cousin, Colton, love airplanes. That, plus a pilot as a Grandpa and living in Seattle with Boeing and its fantastic flight museum. It's becoming the new thing to do on Saturday mornings.
This is the A-6 Intruder aircraft. My Dad piloted this while he flew in the Navy, specifically on tours to Vietnam (ironically the same airspace as Matthew's first flight). His roommate, Roger Lester, was killed and MIA for decades before they found his aircraft on a mountain in Ha Long Bay. This airplane at the Museum bears Roger's name.
This photo is especially poignant to me. It is Matthew, born in Vietnam, looking at the crash remains of Rog Lester's plane with the reflection of his grandfather in the glass. It has always amazed me how Vietnam has intertwined with my family's destiny beginning years before I was even born. And it continues to unfold with this new generation.