My Pops is a retired pilot. I'll just say that he got to pretty much the highest level one can go to back when he was in his prime. When he retired from the military... he was a flight instructor for Delta. People always asked him the basic question you're asking.
He would always recommend taking private flight lessons before really committing to it. That is when you will know if it's for you.
I went to Embry Riddle Aeronautical University... but not to become a pilot or a mechanic... there ARE other things taught there but they make you add on extra aeronautical classes to whatever normal degree you are working on. I only bring this up because most of my college friends were going to school there to become pilots. One thing I can tell you that they all had in common was they were all completely addicted to flying. It's almost all they thought about. They loved it so much they would have done it for free as long as they were able to fly. Addicted to it may not even describe it strong enough. They are a breed of their own. You wouldn't believe the sacrifices I watched some of them make just to follow their love.
So when you start getting flight lessons... you'll know if you're one of them pretty damn fast.
Loved the story about your father. Thank you! Makes me reaffirm I’m going to right route now even though I want to get my own private plane I feel giddy asf even being near the airport, and climbing in one on my visit had me on Cloud 9.
Yeah... it's got to be something in almost all pilots' DNA.
You said it perfectly... You guys NEED to fly... it's not a want for you, it's so much more than that. I've seen it first hand time after time.
When I say I saw my friends make tremendous sacrifices just to fly, I really believe they would have given ANYTHING. I'll list a couple that come right to mind from my college friends.
One of my best friends in college had to take every other year of school off so that he could work to have enough money for tuition. He would go back to NYC (where he was from) and work 2 full-time jobs as a garbage man. Working 2 full-time jobs doing that wasn't allowed, but he somehow was able to to it without being caught and without killing himself in the process. I don't know how anyone could survive that. It took him an extra 3 years to finish what should have only been 4 years... but he finished somehow.
There was another guy who lived in his car during his entire 4 years of school. He spent everything he had just to stay enrolled... he literally had nothing left for housing. He parked his shitty car in the various parking lots around campus. The Riddle 5-0 (my pet name for the campus cops) even stopped bothering him after his 2nd year of school... and they were normally complete asshats no matter what. Everyone could see that he NEEDED to fly to live... and he suffered every day for 4 years except for each and every minute he was in the air. I heard it from many that he was like a child on Christmas morning every single time he hoped in a plane. I even took an observer flight with him and his instructor one time just so I could see him transform into the happiest person alive with my own eyes. And yep... I was able to hide my misty eyes in the back of the plane.
I swear... many of those guys would rather not live if they couldn't fly.
Those are some interesting ass stories and thank you for sharing Selassie! Man, I love hearing stories like that and true grit which makes me realize my path is a lot easier and to push through.
My dream since watching Top Gun and growing up around Air Force bases my whole life was to fly.
I originally joined the Marine Corps in 99’ to realize this dream. Not the Navy and not the Air Force like a smart guy would’ve, I wanted to go ground pounder and apply for OCS to become a pilot. Why you might ask? I wanted camo on my helmet
Anyways, 9/11 happened with my app in to transfer and that put that to a rest.
It makes me feel very good at least reading stories between you and
@SWAdude that I’m at least going to right route and have every bit of excitement about it as I always have.