Monday, July 23, 2012

A mountain make-over might help

Somewhere just over the next mountain, a small airport snugs up in the valley. No passenger jets. Just cargo and private planes. From the porch, we can hear the piston engines practicing circles in the sky.

There’s something comforting about the drone of a prop job auguring it’s way through the air. Very different from the shrill whine of a 747 making screech marks all across America. They make awful sounds. Not a damn thing romantic at all. Not like it used to be.

Do you like airline travel? I hate it. Love to fly but hate the airplane and airport experience. Cattle trucks on wings and conveyor belts. No fun.

Here’s an idea: bring the airline big shots to N. Carolina, where flight began. Make ‘em sit down and shut up while they soak in the everyday pleasures, mountain-made. If anything can change the starch and the suits to smiles, it’s the Blue Ridge Mountains. And maybe a high lonesome song or two from Dr. Ralph Stanley and the Clinch Mountain Boys.

Bring ‘em. I'll even pick them up at the airport. The little one.









3 comments:

Ken Martin said...

Lovely, George. I'm so glad you're getting back in the swing of writing. Please keep 'em coming.

The South Plainsman said...

Makes sense to me, but most of the stuff that makes air travel so bad comes from the good ol' US Government.

paula said...

Here's a headline in today's Washington Post:
N. Korea’s Kim Jong Eun is married, ending buzz about mystery woman

Now we know who she really is.

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