I soloed in N66187, a nice little C-150 that the FBO talked me into buying before I started flight training. I always believed the trim wheel was the autopilot until sometime later pointed out to me that my airplane never had an autopilot. It was lime green and I was sssooooo smitten by her. Over 10 years later my two boys and I were having a little picnic on the ground within spitting distance of a small grass strip in a small Oklahoma town. We were too poor to go to Taco Bell or McDonalds in those days, but wouldn't of wanted to even if we had the money. Our Sunday picnics at the airport was akin to going to church for us. It had been 10 plus years and 2000 miles away from the last time I saw my green eyed girl. With no warning, I looked up to see N66187 in the flare to a nice touchdown right before my eyes. She was taxied over and tied down by two guys, one of which was a student on a cross country flight with his instructor. Fighting back tears from this incredible chance encounter, I introduced myself to the young pilots and explained to them my story. As I was expecting a special shared moment between the three of us, I was brought back to a harsh and cruel reality by the instructor saying "That is a nice story buddy, but well, we gotta run - we is hungry” Even my boys were unimpressed by my old trusty girlfriend as she had seen better days and was in need of a good wash and wax, and perhaps a bit of paint here and there. Seems a flight school had assumed ownership sometime after I reluctantly let her go, and never gave her the treatment she was afforded as one of my girls. She was always treated like a lady by me, as all my airplanes have been, and was always the queen of the ball with all her Arrow, Bonanza and Centurion friends on the flight line. I never saw her again after that day and I could swear that I heard her saying to me as I walked off, "Please take me back home with you" as I know she missed me too. She will always hold a very special place in my heart as my first real love. I have had others since, but in one way or another, they all have fallen short of my beloved green eyed beauty.