
Helicopters are awesome! I can still remember my very first flight in a helicopter. I was 17 and the sensation was like nothing I had ever experienced. My dad took my sister and I on a flight around what was then Opryland. From the moment we lifted off the ground I was fascinated. I remember flying over the airplanes that were tied down and then over the tree tops. It was like we were on a magic carpet. The Bell 47H had great visibilty out of the front of the helicopter and we could see everything! Didn't realize it then, but that's when I fell in love with helicopters. It took me 5 years and a variety of other "careers" before I decided that becoming a helicopter pilot was what I would like to do with my life.
Fast forward to 2001, my father who was my mentor and who I had finally developed a great relationship with passed away from an aggressive form of cancer. For the first time I could ever remember my father had shown the effects of pain. Cancer is such a devastating disease. My father was no stranger to adversity, he had polio as a child and thanks to the East Tennessee Children's Hospital was cured. The amazing part is not that my father fought that battle, but that he had the help of ETCH. See, my grandparents were very poor and could have never afforded the treatment he received. ETCH's policy of treating children regardless of their parents ability to pay always impressed my father who told my sisters and I that the only presents he wanted for Christmas from us was to donate the money we would spend on him to ETCH. He had also told us several times as we were growing up that when he died for us to throw a party in his honor. Well, unfortunately I just could not do that after he died. So, every year around the anniversary of his passing, I have Helicopter Awareness Day in his honor and donate all the money from that day to ETCH. This year's event will be on April 25, 2009 from 11am to 5pm.