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A History of Austin's Newest General Aviation Airport
W. H
Chapter 2
lege with a new job programming computers.
This was back in the dark ages when main-
frame computers were as big as barns, only
four years after the first e-mail, three after
Atari released Pong (the first video game),
Pac Man arrived in bars, and the floppy disk
hadn't seen its first birthday. Mid-decade was
a strange time in America. "Love Will Keep
Us Together" by Captain and Tennille was
the top single record, "All in the Family" was
the Tuesday night sitcom half the country
refused to miss, and President Ford had es-
caped assassination. Twice.
Once Dave found the airport, he got right
to work logging airtime for a private pilot's
license with the help of flight instructor Da-
vid Conner. He followed his private with
multi-engine and instrument licenses under
Roy McKinley, a man addicted to flying if
ever there was one, and earned a commer-
cial license a year later under the tutelage of
Roy Scott. Flight certificates took brains, but
more than IQ they required dedicated hours
in the air. Hundreds of hours. Hundreds of
hundreds, it felt like.
To start banking flight time, every second
away from his real job pushing buttons on a
space-age computer console, Dave spent at
1985. Brad Lee flying his orange Aeronca Champ near Bird's Nest Airport.
Photo courtesy of Clyde Barker.