Here's to the Moms! I was born May 14, 1978 which also happened to be another's Day so that day has always been special for us. I grew up flying with my dad in his Mooney. My Mom pretty much never flew with him because she's a bit of a white knuckle flyer. Despite that, she's flown with me in every type of airplane I've ever piloted. Not because I asked her to but because she always wanted to. I cherish those flights. She has always been excited about my career choice and was actually the one who encouraged me to walk away from my desk job and pursue what she knew I REALLY wanted to do. She paid for more than a few lessons. I'm leaving the 757/767 at the beginning of June and she is hoping to come on a trip with me. Here's hoping she gets on board.