You all owe me a beer. Lets go!! That’s about 4500 beers, or whatever.

Retiring on the 4th of July. Independence Day. ha ha. get it?

And I am not going to tell anyone applying not to come here because I want those checks to keep on coming. My goal: make more in retirement than when I was flying the line. When the frailty hits in 50 years or so, hook me up to the monitors and tubes. Cryogenic my a$$. Neuro-chip my brain housing group. and when at last I fly west, the very last thing on my mind will be my time spent at “the best job in commercial aviation.”