This beautiful biplane is a Fleet. Like the one Richard Bach piloted in his summer's barnstorms... This is preserved at the Spanish Museum on Aeronautics and Astronautic, in the Cuatro Vientos bounds near Madrid... (There's another one, in airworthy condition, in FIO collection, at Cuatro Vientos airfield)

This evening I went trough 'Illusions'... This is my third, four, fifth reading of the book... Can't remember, really...

I arrived to the moment in which Richard says to Donald, having been talking a lot before: "Well, you asked for it"... "If your happiness depends on what somebody else does, I guess you do have a problem"... To the book: " Donald jerked his head up and his eyes blazed as though I had hit him with the wrench... /.../ Then he smiled that half-second smile: " "You know what, Richard?", he said slowly, "You... are... right!"...

We humans usually live our life here with a lot of external conditions affecting it: work conditions, financial conditions, family conditions, etc., etc. Our daily degree of happiness depends a lot on all of them... This is the kind of education we've got and the kind of things society around us push up us to attend...

Remember the song 'Imagine', by John Lennon?. This is the same: imagine a world, in which your life takes place, in which you have only to take care really of yourself. This does not mean to leave others near you on their own, no... It simple means that, from time to time, you look at yourself, and try to do things that can make you really happy...

I've been wrong, I confess. I've let, until now, my happiness depend on what some other persons have done in a certain way... Never more...

I love you all.

TWRman