Friday, December 20, 2013

Many years ago, like more than ninety, there were people in aviation that were forward looking and tough critters.

Beech

Piper

Cessna

and a fellow that called his aircraft Waco.

Beechcraft wanted low wings, ruddervadors and money. Cessna wanted high wings and specialty aircraft; Piper wanted low wings and mass market aircraft.

Various partner ships and conflicts waxed and waned. Each man went destiny. Waco declined. Beechcraft went mega, money after all is is not only the root, but the water of the blood of companies.

Piper went east and served a niche market.

Cessna ground it out and exists today after good and bad times fiscally.d

All the men died, as all men will, taking their dreams with them. Two, Clyde Cessna and

Walter Beech were family men and, at first, their companies were family things.

Cessna incorporated, before he passed, so the event drifted the company into the corporate mold of decision making.

Beech wasn’t that quick to incorporate and had a tendency to reject all thinking but the directors.

As I said, all men die and take their dreams. Life continues and other dreams and ideas take precedent.

This from the world of life:

Featured Story RSS

Report: Cessna parent acquiring Beechcraft

Eagle staff Today at 1:41 p.m.

The Financial Times reported Friday that Cessna Aircraft’s parent, Textron, has acquired Beechcraft for about $1.4 billion.

Read more here: http://www.kansas.com/#storylink=cpy

One of the first aircraft I ever sat in the pilots seat of was a C-45, sitting on the ramp of a small airfield in Port Orchard WA.

I watched many Piper Cubs landing and taking off from the water base in Bremerton WA.

The first aircraft I ever saw spinning was a Piper Cub on the flats of the San Joaquin valley, somewhere around Tulare CA.

One of the first books I remember reading, other than Call of the Wild, was a history of Walter Beech, Clyde Cessna and Piper – with a few others thrown in. It was a history of boarsouth central Kansas and hard thinking men.

They are all gone now, the singletons. It’s  group think and corporations. Lots more money around them, but not near the fun to watch.

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From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey

About tenwhiskey

User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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