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L. Ronstadt - J. Ingram Duet
Chapter Nine - It's a Done Deal
We sat in silence for just a moment after the propellor ticked over the last compression stroke. Then as Jeremy reached for the door handle he broke the silence with “Well. What do you think of her Cloudy?” I replied with “I think I need to look at the logbooks and decide if we got ourselves a deal here.” And he came back with “Let’s go get some more lemonade and some cookies then.”
Over the kitchen table we sat perusing the biography of an old airplane's life. Faded ink written decades earlier right up to the last annual done three months ago. The last three logbooks unlike those previous that documented the plane’s early life, were absolutely spotless. Not a smudge, fingerprint, nor one faint minuscule oilstain marred any page in the logbooks that Jeremy Rogers had kept. It was then that I learned that he was an A & P as well. Almost all the work except the annual sign offs were accompanied by his signature and license number.
All in all I had never seen a more impressive (albeit simple) combo of airplane and logbook.
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Was this a “bargaining tactic”? I don’t think so. The price was settled. My gut told me this was real. He seemed almost sad that he had to tell me that. Seems another phone call north was in order and I returned to Jeremy’s den and again closed the door.
We sat in silence for just a moment after the propellor ticked over the last compression stroke. Then as Jeremy reached for the door handle he broke the silence with “Well. What do you think of her Cloudy?” I replied with “I think I need to look at the logbooks and decide if we got ourselves a deal here.” And he came back with “Let’s go get some more lemonade and some cookies then.”
Over the kitchen table we sat perusing the biography of an old airplane's life. Faded ink written decades earlier right up to the last annual done three months ago. The last three logbooks unlike those previous that documented the plane’s early life, were absolutely spotless. Not a smudge, fingerprint, nor one faint minuscule oilstain marred any page in the logbooks that Jeremy Rogers had kept. It was then that I learned that he was an A & P as well. Almost all the work except the annual sign offs were accompanied by his signature and license number.
All in all I had never seen a more impressive (albeit simple) combo of airplane and logbook.
-- delete --
Was this a “bargaining tactic”? I don’t think so. The price was settled. My gut told me this was real. He seemed almost sad that he had to tell me that. Seems another phone call north was in order and I returned to Jeremy’s den and again closed the door.