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As a young boy Cameron Cameont, our main character, always dreamed of and tried to be a pilot. He built his first airplane at seven years old. It was to scale and could only seat two G.I. Joes, but it was his pride and joy. When he turned ten, his father died and the money that Cameron got from the will went straight into a savings account to save for an ultra light glider. On his fifteenth birthday, Cameron noticed that anytime he got higher than a barstool he became dizzy and nearly wet himself. He was afraid of heights. As you may have figured out, pilots cannot be afraid of heights. So one day he decided to conquer his fear. He started gradually. First he climbed a the smallest apple tree in the yard. He made it…barely. Then he decided that he would try to climb the old oak in the backyard. He climbed and climbed, for what seemed like an eternity. Then he reached the top. To his sudden chagrin, however, the wind picked up a considerable amount. Cameron went swaying back and forth with the branches. He kept telling himself, "This is what turbulence will be like. I can handle this." Just then the limb snapped and he fell to the ground.
"Ow…I coulda done without that!" he exclaimed loudly only with more obscene language and expletives that I won't write.
"I guess that is a ten point crash with no landing gear" He joked.
He got up. Nothing was broken except his pride and his pelvic bone. He walked around in a butt cast for several weeks. He didn't climb any more trees.
When he started college he decided to make his major aero-science…like aeronautics. ya know one of them there flying majors. He made it through college while working part time cleaning air rods and wing rudders at a local airport. He would occasionally get to use those flashlights to land the plane…until he sent a two seat Cessna into a commercial jet's parking space, delaying passengers and aiding in loss of luggage.
After college he took a test to get his license. He passed the written exam but was told he was a hazard due to the thickness of his glasses and the severity of his lack of vision. So he went out, sadly dismissing his dream, to find a new job. He walked until he saw a want ad on a bulletin board. It was like a miracle. He read the sign's big bold inspiring letters:
"PILOTS NEEDED. NO EXPERIENCE NESSECARY. BRING PROOF OF CITIZENSHIP AND A CLEAN SHIRT TO INTERVIEW. No vision or hearing tests will be administered."
It was the fine print that caught his one good eye. He leaped for joy and landed on a cat. After making sure the animal was all right, Cameron took off to get an interview. It was just then that he realized that the poster had not said the address. So he went to the Chamber of Commerce to find out some info. They told him the address of the job and he was off.
He got to the building. On the sign it said "Transit station 1525" He thought that normally pilots would work at an airport but he didn't care. He went in and sat down. After twenty minutes and two articles in an exciting back issue of National Geographic, he got his interview. As he walked in the door he was knocked over by a uniform flying at him.
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