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Flight Deck Visits<br />
By: Larry Foltran<br />
For an aviation enthusiast, a visit to the cockpit is a<br />
great and memorable experience. I’ve been<br />
fortunate enough to have several such visits under<br />
my belt. <strong>The</strong> fact that 90% of my family lives in Brazil<br />
and we used to make frequent trips to visit them,<br />
provided me the opportunity to earn more flight<br />
hours before the age of 18 than many people<br />
accumulate in their life time. I still have very vivid<br />
memories of the short hops from DTW to LGA<br />
aboard the sleek American <strong>Airlines</strong> Super-80s and<br />
the long, overnight flights aboard the giant Pan Am<br />
747s.<br />
One especially vivid memory comes from many<br />
years back during one of our Rio to JFK legs. I<br />
remember being awakened by my Dad and seeing a<br />
smiling flight attendant standing in the aisle way. We<br />
were lead from the deep recesses of coach, towards<br />
the nose of the plane and finally up the spiral stairs. I<br />
remember being amazed by the legroom provided in<br />
the elite level of the jumbo jet as our small<br />
procession continued. Still trying to wake up, my<br />
Dad and I were shown into the flight deck. I<br />
remember the sun just sneaking over the horizon<br />
and the illuminated instruments spread before me.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Captain invited me to come closer to the throttle<br />
pedestal as he sipped his morning coffee. I’m sure<br />
my Dad was equally as excited about being granted<br />
entry onto the flight deck. Having me along as some<br />
leverage helped and there’s nothing wrong with that<br />
in my book.<br />
My next visit came<br />
years later. As I<br />
grew older, I<br />
developed an<br />
inner-ear condition<br />
that made flying<br />
somewhat<br />
uncomfortable.<br />
That condition<br />
ended up turning<br />
into a fear of flying.<br />
People who knew<br />
of my love of<br />
airplanes always<br />
gave me a strange<br />
look when I told<br />
them that I had a<br />
fear of flying. My<br />
response was<br />
always, “I love everything about planes, except for<br />
being in them.” In 2000, my wife and I (she was<br />
there for support) attended a fear of flying program<br />
offered by Northwest <strong>Airlines</strong>. Part of this program<br />
included a hanger visit at Detroit Metro Airport<br />
(DTW). During this visit, we had a free ticket to walk<br />
around and inside a NWA DC-9. What an<br />
opportunity that was. Trust me, I took plenty of<br />
pictures.<br />
During the 3-day program, I talked quite a bit to a<br />
Northwest 757 Captain who was there as part of the<br />
“instructor” panel. Having an airline pilot available to<br />
answer every question I had bouncing in my head<br />
was a dream come true. <strong>The</strong> program concluded<br />
with a “graduation flight” from Metro Airport to Grand<br />
Rapids aboard an A319. My new “pilot friend”, as my<br />
wife referred to him as, sat directly behind me and<br />
we discussed what was going on in the cockpit<br />
throughout the flight. He was also nice enough to<br />
arrange a cockpit visit for me during our brief layover<br />
in Grand Rapids. <strong>The</strong> pilots were extremely friendly<br />
and provided me the first opportunity to take the FO<br />
seat in an Airbus. I know opinions vary about these<br />
aircraft, but you have to admit that they give pilots<br />
plenty of leg room.<br />
A few months later, after a conversation with the<br />
First Officer prior to boarding, I was invited to the<br />
cockpit of a NWA 757 for a very brief visit before<br />
departing to Orlando (MCO). Not wanting to<br />
interrupt their preflight procedures, I made my visit a<br />
quick one. Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to take any<br />
pictures on this occasion.<br />
My most recent cockpit visit came during a trip to<br />
Denver for a job interview. I had promised my kids<br />
that I would bring home some pilot wings when I<br />
returned. Upon reaching the gate in the Mile High<br />
City, my attempt to claim this prize disappeared as I<br />
saw the pilots leaving the plane before I had a<br />
chance ask them. <strong>The</strong> next evening, as I boarded a<br />
United <strong>Airlines</strong> 737 for the return trip, I decided to<br />
take advantage of a traffic jam in first class and<br />
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