One time when my daughter was about 6, we were at Newark Airport and she wanted to sit in the cockpit of a plane.  Of course her dad and I said she couldn't.  Before I had time to wonder where my dad had gone, I see him coming with a pilot, and the next thing I knew, she and I were sitting in a cockpit!!. He never did explain how he had managed that, but I'll be forever grateful that he gave his grandaughter her wish.  I love you, daddy.  Fly with the angels until we meet again.