An old aviation friend called me not too long ago. He is retired now but 35 years ago was the Director of Aviation for a major oil-related company. When I was at Associated Air Center this man was the definition of “aviation cool” and reeked of professionalism. He flew corporate jets of all sizes, including airline-sized VIP aircraft operated by his company. He was always polite and kind to me, the rookie in the industry. After I left Associated, the very first day I was going out to make cold calls to find some sorely needed income for KING AEROSPACE and to feed my young family, I decided to have an early breakfast at the “Original Pancake House” near Love Field before I made my first sales call. There he was, finishing his breakfast. I told him that it was fate that I would run into him on the very first day I began a new chapter in my life. He assured me that I would do fine and told me that he believed in me, or words to that affect. I remember like it was yesterday that his words put tears in my eyes to think that someone so successful and well respected in the aviation industry would say such kind things. The rest is history. I was blessed to have gotten KING AEROSPACE “off the ground” and have been able to avoid any “hard landings”, all by the grace of God.