Can you imagine being the first person to look down at the
world from your own personal death trap? Seeing the cotton candy clouds as you
sail above them? The shades of blue
you see up here, unmatched? Feeling level with the sun.
Mankind, jealous of angels, has dreamt of flying, well, since the dawn of
civilization, finding its place in myths, imagination, and invention.
Icarus flew too close to the sun. Da Vinci designed flying
machines. The Chinese and the French pioneered advancements in flight, and as
humanity is wont to do with any new invention, turned flight into punishment
and weaponry. Lanterns, gliders, balloons, countless trials, successes and
failures, leading us to where we are today. Flying farther than the moon.
Ever since I was little, flight has been a part of my life.
My dad works at an airplane manufacturing company, as did his father before him.
He’s worked every department: painting, sand-blast, water-jet, punching parts,
chasing parts. It’s taken a toll on his health, as he inhaled the finest shards
of metal, the toxic paint, and the ‘sand’ used to smooth out parts. He’s
destroyed his back and his feet, leading to multiple back and foot surgeries
and developed a number of other health issues because of the chemicals. I see
my dad’s sacrifices every time I fly and it makes me sad and it makes me feel safe. He’s
always kept me safe. There’s a specific green paint they use on some of their
parts and I see glimpses of this green as the flaps on the wings open and
close. I always try to sit next to the wings so that I can see the green. Because
maybe, just maybe, my dad painted that part. And he’s with me.
I guess this isn’t so much about an event, as it is about an
invention, an invention that stopped the sky from being a limit, an invention
that every day men and women build and improve upon, so that we can travel, see
loved ones, explore, discover. And reach, always reach.
So I'll just sit here and watch airplanes, take off and fly, and think about where they're going and where they've come from.

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