A photographer from a well-known national magazine was assigned
to cover the 2003 Southern California fires. The magazine wanted to
show some of the heroic work of the firefighters as they battled the
blazes. When the photographer arrived, he realized that the smoke
was so thick that it would seriously impede or make it impossible for
him to photograph anything from ground-level. So he requested
permission to rent a plane and take photos from the air.
His request was approved, and arrangements were made. He was
told to report to a nearby airport, where a single-engine plane would
be waiting for him. He arrived at the airport and saw a plane warming
up near the gate. He jumped in with his bag and shouted, "Let's go!"
The pilot swung the plane into the wind, and within minutes they were
in the air.
The photographer said, "Fly over the park and make two or three low
passes so I can take some pictures."
"Why?" asked the pilot.
"Because I am a photographer for a national magazine," he responded,
"and I need some close-up shots."
The pilot was silent for a moment; finally he stammered, "So, you're
telling me you're not the flight instructor?"
d'huit - 24 Jan 2005 08:27 GMT
LOL thank you.
kate
> A photographer from a well-known national magazine was assigned
> to cover the 2003 Southern California fires. The magazine wanted to
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> The pilot was silent for a moment; finally he stammered, "So, you're
> telling me you're not the flight instructor?"
Janet R - 24 Jan 2005 14:23 GMT
What a hoot!
Janet R
: A photographer from a well-known national magazine was assigned
: to cover the 2003 Southern California fires. The magazine wanted to
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: The pilot was silent for a moment; finally he stammered, "So, you're
: telling me you're not the flight instructor?"
jb - 24 Jan 2005 14:59 GMT
my sil is a photographer in ca and ive passed this to him lol
j
| A photographer from a well-known national magazine was assigned
| to cover the 2003 Southern California fires. The magazine wanted to
[quoted text clipped - 22 lines]
| The pilot was silent for a moment; finally he stammered, "So, you're
| telling me you're not the flight instructor?"
Joan Carter - 24 Jan 2005 18:01 GMT
> The pilot was silent for a moment; finally he stammered, "So, you're
> telling me you're not the flight instructor?"
Beautiful! I just sent this to my sisters who are neck deep in snow in Nova
Scotia. Well, it's only 2 and a half feet, not neck deep.
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Joan
firechief - 25 Jan 2005 05:21 GMT
> Beautiful! I just sent this to my sisters who are neck deep in snow
> in Nova Scotia. Well, it's only 2 and a half feet, not neck deep.
Have we hashed this out before?
Where in Nova Scotia? Mom was from Heatherton, Antigonish.
Joan Carter - 25 Jan 2005 16:59 GMT
>> Beautiful! I just sent this to my sisters who are neck deep in snow
>> in Nova Scotia. Well, it's only 2 and a half feet, not neck deep.
>
> Have we hashed this out before?
>
> Where in Nova Scotia? Mom was from Heatherton, Antigonish.
Don't think we have, can't recall. My brain cells are frozen this winter, it's
too cold for them.
One sister lives in Kentville in the Annapolis Valley, that's where they have 2
1/2 feet. We were born in Truro, brought up in a small village called Great
Village. I worked in Halifax for 22 years until I moved to Ontario four years
ago, and my other sister lives in Dartmouth, NS.
Antigonish is a nice county, some lovely views of the water.
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Joan