I was a trooper when it came to flying. My parents are too cheap to go non-stop, so we had a layover in Chicago. So, I entertained everyone in the waiting area by inspecting all the luggage. I had to make sure there was nothing dangerous in their carry-ons. When I was done, I sat with Daddy while he did his work. We worked together.
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I loved flying out to see my Gran and Grandpa too. I go back out on the plane for California in October.
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