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June 2010 - Volume 6 - Issue 12


Publisher’s Note

If at first you don’t succeed, skydiving is not for you!

No, I haven’t taken leave of my senses and taken up skydiving – especially since I tend to upchuck just looking at pictures of small planes. But for some bizarre reason, our son Drew decided it was the perfect way to celebrate his 30th birthday. (To be honest, I’m beginning to wonder if our mailman 30 years ago was a sky diver?) But maybe it’s that generational skip thing – because Drew’s grandfather Ralph also took the parachute route for his birthday … only it was his 75th!
So off we went last Saturday morning down to Kendall-Tamiami Airport to witness the big event. Of course, just finding the right hangar was pretty challenging - at one point, our SUV seemed to be on a parallel flight path with a Lear Jet until Carol pointed out I might want to stay on the road and off the tarmac. But once we got there things moved along pretty fast. Before we knew it, Drew was strapped into a parachute, had signed his life away on a million forms and hopped into the plane.
At this point, it was up to us to follow the chase vehicle to the landing site. But this is where things got dangerous but not for Drew! I now know where CSI: Miami films its body dump scenes. It appears the skydiving school leases agricultural land for its dump … I mean jump sites. I generally pride myself on a reasonable sense of direction (ably assisted by my GPS), but even NASA couldn’t have kept track of this route. (And think of the added pressure — our car also carried Drew’s wife, a very pregnant Carly. I had visions of needing an airlift if she went into labor!) But after several Anaconda flashbacks (remember those scenes in the swamp?), we arrived at the landing zone just in time to see and hear a little silver glint in the sky and the drone of a plane engine. As we breathlessly waited for the plane to appear while maintaining a constant vigil for gators, we finally saw Drew’s parachute open, soon followed by his picture perfect landing.
You know the old saying, “The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.” Well, I guess in the case of Drew’s skydiving, the apple fell, tree was no where in sight. So, while we may differ on our methods of celebration, at least Drew got my shopping gene.
Charles Felix, Publisher
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