My parents were very supportive in every way they could be. It turned out I was color blind and any thought of a career as a pilot was a non-starter. My parents even got me color blindness corrective contact lenses. One was red. It gave me a look that was un-nerving to some.
After I solo'd for the first time I came home very proud of myself and immediately told my folks.
Later that night my Father gave me his Aviator Sun glasses that he had during WWII.
I wore these glasses many times as I flew over our fields wagging my wings at my Pa out on the tractor.
--I will fly again some day soon...
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