“You know, she can fly!”
My first assignment was ferrying a plane from Love Field to Newark, New Jersey. Our basic training included only a few cross-country flights and they were relatively short.
“I’m not sure I can do this,” I told my commanding officer.
“Sure you can, Vi. Look,” she spread a map out on the table, “do you think you can fly from here to Columbus?”
I looked at the map. “Sure, I can do that.”
“OK, how about from Columbus to Pittsburgh?”
I studied the map. It wasn’t that far. “I can do that.”
“Well, how about from Pittsburgh to Newark?”
“I can do that, too.”
“OK, now let’s put it all together.”