I was up in the attic and every time someone is up there, my dad gives his line, "Don't step on the pink (insulation) stuff". I was stooped down so my head won't hit a rafter and bang! I hit one of the beams and I literally tumbled backwards. As I laid there, I was puzzled on what just happened. "How could you be standing, when it looks like I was laying down because the insulation was 2 feet below my face. I looked down and I saw that I was standing on the hot water tank in the garage! When I fell back, I stepped on the insulation and went straight through the ceiling. Just imagine a 5 bag of flower ripped open and scattered in a garage, which is what the plaster looked like as it rupture off the drywall. I am lucky that I did not land on my dad's baby - the Corvette, he has waxed that car five times in just this year! When my dad saw this mess that I made, his eyes bugged out, but he really didn't yell like he would have because family members were there. My 86 year old uncle, who is sharp as a tack, got a huge laugh out of it. My grandmother said it sounded like a car hit the house, yet no one came outside to see what happened until I walked inside.
I was so stunned, I walked in the house laughing because . . . . . maybe it is because I was lucky to be alive and not hurt that bad.
I have a Cessna 150. I got another hanger for it so I have to move it. It is closer to home and cheaper rent then what I pay now. I went flying a while back and when I was landing at a small airport, there were three airplanes in the air. The bad thing about this is that there is no radar coverage, instead it is just see and avoid. When I was coming in to land, there was another plane that was coming out on the wrong runway and he wasn't even talking on the radio. Not many people could believe this but you could fly anywhere you want in 99% of America without government oversight. It is still a free country.
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