Fly The Friendly Skies…

So, I’m driving home just now, listening to George Winston’s Autumn album and thinking about Friday and my weekend… Then I noticed this sky… and suddenly, I am transported back to my “Frequent Flyer,” “Road Warrior” days and those uncountable Friday afternoon/evenings… The days when I was likely riding one of these contrails.

You would find me running through Hartsfield or O’Hare trying desperately to make my connection. Or standing in the bullpen at White Plains with a couple hundred other folk, all dressed alike and all of us just waiting desperately for the right door to open so we could board and get in the air knowing we were heading home.

It was my weekly routine of leaving Sunday night or Monday morning only to head home again Friday afternoon/evening with the anticipation of warm hugs, copious giggles, and soft kisses. Week after week, as months and then years went tearing by…

Well it’s been some years now since this picture was me, but I remember it well. And as I look up now at these contrails in the sunset, I just smile a bit and wish you all fair winds and a fast flight. And most importantly, may that be followed by warm hugs, copious giggles and soft kisses.

Travel safely and here’s wishing you a long, restful weekend before you suit up and do it again. 🌹❤️

Published by Bosco O'Brian

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