Any landing you walk away from is a good landing, as my mother says. Pat and I took some deep breaths and reminded ourselves that we’d evaded disaster.
I think his mind wandered at a really bad time.
Pat will learn to focus a little better each time he has a “near-hit.” He’s trying and that’s a good sign. Favorite Daughter didn’t even want to try and yet, was assigned to the motor pool in Naples, Italy! There is hope for Pat!
I hope you all have a very good evening. :o]