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Celebrate Our Freedom of Flight |
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New Haven Register August 2000
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Branford pilot to represent state in NYC flying parade
A Branford pilot will represent Connecticut in a flying tribute to Sept. 11 victims featuring airplanes from the 50 states, Puerto Rico and the District of Columbia. |
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Journal Inquirer Monday, August 19, 2002 |
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Branford pilot to fly in 9/11 tribute
A Branford pilot will represent Connecticut in a flying tribute to Sept. 11 victims that will feature airplanes from all 50 states, Puerto Rico, and Washington, D.C. |
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Associated Press August 20, 2002 |
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Former Norwalk Man to Join Flight Effort
(Branford-AP) A Branford pilot will represent Connecticut in a flying tribute to the victims of the September Eleventh terrorist attacks. |
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Branford Review September 4, 2002 |
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Local pilot flying high, flying proud
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The Sound October 3, 2002
Flying Above Branford Journalist Gets a Birds Eye View |
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| By Elizabeth H. Pytka The pavement rushes past my window. I feel very close to the ground, but the anticipation of rising up makes it feel very far away at the same time. Suddenly, the single engine piper plane tilts to the left and the wheel loses connection with the ground. That is when I know we will begin our ascent. The plane is climbing and I have no choice but to go with it. Higher and higher the plane continues to rise. My stomach jumps as we come to our final resting place, hovering about mountains, houses, and swimming pools. Hovering over the world, it feels like. When Stephen Solenzio, a Branford pilot who recently participated in Flight Across America, asked me if I wanted to do a story on aviation I jumped at the chance for the experience. On September 24, Steve and I met at Robinson Aviation, a flight school based out of Tweed New Haven Regional Airport, for my first experience in a small Piper Warrior plane. The first thing Steve had me do at Robinson Aviation was check the weather. Makes sense, right? If you were going to take a tiny little plane up in to the air you would want to know the type of weather to expect. We checked the weather in two waysusing a computer system called meterologix, and by calling the weather briefer. The meteorological report that came up on the computer screen read left to right and gave you the time in Zulu time. (Zulu time, by the way, is based on a clock in Greenwich, England that is the standard clock for international communications.) After using the computer and calling the weather briefer, we found there were clear skies with winds that would be light and variable. What a relief to know I wouldnt be encountering any mini-sized hurricanes or battling hail the size of golf balls on my first trip in a Piper. After taking a tour of the facilities at the flight school, including stopping in on Stellar Avionics Services, which repairs radios and features GPS, a global positioning system, Steve and I were ready to flyor so I thought. I say that because before flying there is a long checklist one has to go through before starting that plane engine. I guess, in that sense, planes are a little different than cars being that they are a little bit higher off the ground and the "precision" issue comes into play. Among several other things, Steve an I checked that the pins holding the flaps were still there, we touched the plane looking for rivets or dents that would affect the way the air molecules hit the plane, we checked for fuel, and we also checked for oil. To check for fuel we held a clear small plastic cylinder to the bottom of a wing and pressed upward, unclenching two pins on either side that would release the fuel. After taking a sample the liquid had to be held up against something dark in color to see if it was the proper fuel color, a very light blue. We then smelled the fuel to see if it was the real stuff and disposed of it on the pavement. After running through the checklist on the outside of the plane, it was now time to take, not the steering wheel, but the yoke. I had some difficulty differentiating between being able to steer, not with my hands, but with my feet while we taxied along the runway before taking off. "Its called interference," said Steve. "What you learned in the past is interfering with your ability to learn now." Another thing I had to learn was that the brake pedal was only inches above the gas pedal. I was pretty happy Steve was sitting next to me as I attempted to steer my way to the runwayotherwise I wouldnt have gotten too far toward the runway that morning. Being up in the sky and controlling a planes movement was a pretty scary thing for me, but it was a spectacular feeling knowing just how much control I had. After we got to a cruising altitude Steve let me take the controls and I made a few circles, pressing on the rudders to increase the agility of the turn. One of the problems I had was that as I made my turn the plane would begin a pretty steep descent. For me, seeing Long Island Sound come just that much closer was all the incentive I needed to pull back on the yoke to bring the plane back up. But, as I looked down on the Thimble Islands of Branford, I realized how lucky we are to have the ability to see the world from a different perspective. My fear of plummeting to the ocean, imagining all of the different headlines, dissipated after taking a couple more turns with the plane. As Steve and I made our way back to the airport we began to hit a little turbulence, enough to make me realize just how small the plane was and how far off the ground we were. Steve took the controls to navigate our landing, which was one of the smoothest landings I have experienced on any plane. The tires hitting the runway were like the soft kiss of cashmere on skin. It really was a beautiful glide. That landing was the end of my time in the air. All I had left to do was taxi back to park the plane, which was, as I described before, an experience in and of itself. But, I had make it back safely to the ground, and the plane was soon tucked snugly into its parking spot, where its engines would soon wake for the next person to experience a similar flight or take it on a trip to some far away land. |
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Totoket Times October 19, 2002
Students Get First Hand Knowledge On the anniversary of September 11, Steven Solenzio came to Jerome Harrison School. He came to visit the students in Mrs. Bannons classroom. We were so lucky to have him. Steve was the flag bearer of the Connecticut State Flag in the Flight Across America. He presented our state flag in New York along with 50 other pilots. He showed us photographs of his trip and his airplane. He also presented each student with a gift from his trip. If you would like to know more about Flight Across Amercia, please visit their website at www.flightacrossamerica.com |
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