Next Door Neighbor’s Dad in Plane Crash

I called my next door neighbor, Debbie yesterday to see if she wanted to go somewhere with me. Boy, was I surprised when she said, “My Dad was involved in a plane crash yesterday.” Oh, my Lord, I thought. He must have died. Not only did he survive the crash in his little Cessna, he landed in a copse of trees in Gettysburg. He had his cell phone with him, so he called Debbie, and said, “I’ve already called the Fire Department, but you’d better get someone else out here pretty fast. I crashed the plane.” After she found out he had minor and non-life-threatening injuries, Debbie told him, “Take pictures from up there, Dad. I’m sure there are hundreds of people taking them from the group up. You take them from up there to the ground!” Oh yeah, he’s 84. I need to meet this man. He’s a prospect for #6.