So there I was right, standing in the airport terminal area where two of my buddies had a sad look on their face.
"Sup dudes."
"You haven't heard the news, have you."
"News?"
"Yeah, about Orville Wilburs. He bit the big one yesterday. Flew in to Grove City airport. Smacked in to the side of a King Air. King Air survived. Orville, not so much."
"Oh man. That's horrible. I just had a few beers with him the other night."
I sauntered over to his hangar to pay him tribute. A man dressed in dark fatigues bearing an NTSB badge mulled around inside the cordoned off door opening. "You guys have any ideas what happened?"
"Yeah" The NTSB man said. "We found the smoking gun. He forgot to take this along." He held up Orville's Landing Calculator. "Entered the wrong pattern, then whammo."
My heart sunk. He must have forgot to put his Landing Calculator in the bag after he showed it to me. I JUST KILLED MY BEST FRIEND!
I've got to pay this forward. I've got to do something. I caught a whiff of some candle smoke, and what appeared to be the scent of burning grass. I walked across the row of hangars. And it was non other than Marley Kingston. His long dreadlocks were draped down his back, as he leaned over a large, flat table, arranging various artifacts including some ivory carvings, beads, a set of epaulets, an ancient book written in Spanish, and in the center, was a large, wooden carving of Rod Machado, surrounded by burning candles. To each side were framed photographs of John and Martha King. At the corner of the hanger were two goats tied to a desk. The razor sharp machete laying on the table suggested that the goats' demise was near.
"What are you doing, Marley?"
"I'm performing a Londing Ritual, Mon."
"A Londing Ritual?"
"Ya Mon, every time I fly in to a non towered airport I am not familiar with, I get so confused. I never know how to enter the pattern."
"Marley, Marley, Marley, you don't have to perform a Santeria ritual in order to do perfect landings. Here, use one of these!"
"What does this do Mon?"
"You turn this, and set this, and... it sets you up PERFECTLY for the pattern!"
"Oh thank you Mon!"
"No problem."
"For that I will invite you to tonights barbecue Mon!"
"Oh great! What are we having?"
"Goat!"