by Danny Barbare
I see the perfect Gulfstream coming in for a landing. I see the Learjet with a sleek body. I see the Citation hauling off the runway. I see the fast twin engine Beech Craft. I hear the roar of the F-16 Falcon, the F-15 Eagle, the Raptor, I see the mean anti tank Warthog with a Gatling gun and rockets, I’m amazed at the invisible Stealth Fighter and B-2, and the electronics and speed of the B-1 bomber. I see any plane everywhere I go. Because my older brother was a Galaxy C-5A Loadmaster.