My moma told me many times about when my daddy took Bill to an air show when he was 2 years old.  Daddy held Bill up as high as he could hold him and said, "You see that, you'll be doing that one day".  Bill was 2 years old the year I was born in 1943.  

Daddy bought Bill small airplanes to put together when he was very young, as he grew older, he would get him airplanes with motors and sometimes they would crash.  It was Daddy's dream for Bill to be a pilot and that dream came true.  

I'll remember you always, Love, Tandy