Where’s Bill, A Pilot’s Tale
Posted on August 11, 2009
A Pilots Tale
“Where’s Bill ” is an afterthought. When I started this book, I was going to write about my experiences as a pilot, in particular, a helicopter pilot. As such, I named the book “Rotor Trash, A pilot’s tale” but I could not seem to keep from writing about all of the life experiences that led up to my becoming a pilot. But I couldn’t stop there; I wanted to talk about most all of my experiences. As I say latter on “at least all that I’m able to admit.” I have been traveling and growing all of my life and phrase “Where’s Bill” is very appropriate as you will see when you start tumbling through my story. Where I Am at any given moment, meaning, geographically, spiritually, mentally or anything like that, is anyone’s guess. I don’t have much experience writing, however I do tell a lot of stories about the adventures I have created. Sometimes someone will just bring up a subject, any subject, and I will know about it or have had some kind of exposure with it. It’s kind of like I’ve been there done that and got a T shirt. I have been known to spin a yarn of two in my time just for laughs but for the most part, this is a true account of my life up to now. (Now? Is there such a thing?) It will no doubt read like a fiction novel and it could be I suppose but as they say “Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction.” Sometimes it even sounds phony to me but I assure you that’s not my intention. I will however, omit certain data that could be harmful to me or others, particularly those few that are closely entangled in my adventures. (Or Not)
I will be skipping around in “Time” as my Spirit leads me and as I try to “re-member” my life. What I mean is that I’ll be in the past sometimes and in the present at other times. Like I said, I don’t claim to be a writer but I will do the best I can. I think this endeavor will allow me to get a lot off my chest and I hope if any one reads this, you will find it entertaining. I’ve ask myself many times why I would even want to re-live all that garbage, except it’s not all garbage and besides that, it is what it is! (Unless it’s not!)
I want to dedicate this book to my Mother, who taught me that I was an immortal soul bestowed upon her by God him/her self. That I was special and could do anything that I could dream of. She said I had no limits as long as I kept God on my side and had faith in whatever I chose to do. She taught me to pray for guidance and to be thankful for all my blessings, even if it didn’t seem like a blessing at the time. She taught me to be humble and ask forgiveness when I made a bad choice and to forgive others no matter what that they did or how much they hurt me, and to be quick to ask forgiveness for anything I did that hurt or offended others and to bless them whether I thought they needed it or not. She taught me to read the Bible and take it with me where ever I went. Most of all, she taught me to Love as Jesus loved, without condition, always, and in all-ways, even unto death.
She taught me, but I failed her many, many times. It was HER faith that kept me alive long enough to find my own faith. It was HER courage and determination that gave me strength. I could have been a better Son, but I couldn’t have loved her more.
Last edited by Wild bill on August 12, 2009, 10:18 pm