Risk Management Magazine

As a father, there were many life lessons I wanted to pass along to my children. Little did I know that some lessons were already being taught — and not the way I’d intended.

There I was, Chalk 2 in a formation of three aircraft. We had just completed our mission and were returning to base. The formation was in echelon left and we were briefed to fly with two to five rotor discs of separation.

I woke up and looked outside at the beautiful morning in Watertown, New York. I was excited because this meant I would be able to ride my motorcycle to work. The riding season in upstate New York is short, so you have to take advantage of the nice days.