Frederick C. Blesse
You look forward to this moment all the time at school, but when you are left with an entire plane without an instructor, your hands sweat profusely. They warned me about the hole at the end of the runway, so I repeated during takeoff, don't forget the pool. After a few circuits, I chose landing practice. The landing was beautifully soft and I completely forgot about the pool in the joy that I am only good. Of course I parked in it. For another 6 weeks, everyone was pretending to be a poolless Blesse.