A few days ago, I was chatting with my mother about how class was going. We talked about the various spots we visited as a class and suddenly she blurts out that she was inducted into the Dayton Aviation Hall of Fame, and her name is somewhere in those halls on a slip of paper. So with my initial shock still in play, I ask how she could've possibly gotten into that area. She tells me how she was a friend of Erwin J. Nutter's wife back in the 80s and that she rescued her from getting stranded in an airport.
To quote her, "she needed a walker to get anywhere, so me and my friend retrieved a wheelchair and got her on board her flight just before it needed to leave. We weren't supposed to be on that flight to begin with, so we had to wait for a layover to catch, but she was really appreciative. One day, she invites me to a banquet and, unbeknownst to me, I get inducted into the Aviation Hall of Fame!"
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