[Chris McKeon]

Ok I really should not go on, and On about how My last Flight Ended so Badly. But nevertheless, I blew it! All to do after I regained Consciousness after being in a Coma for Three LONG MONTHS Lying in a Hospital from being in a Comma. The only option for Me was to recover. I mean really, just How Many Potatoes has anyone actually seen Fly?

But by the end of May, it will have been Fourteen Years since I Pounded. Darn it! This Year I plan on going to the Otto Lilienthal Fly in. I will not be bringing My Predator. So, I am hoping that I will get to Fly another Pilots Glider, Bob; How about You let Me Fly Your Alpha. or? I do not know what Glider that I might indeed get to Fly, but at this point any Glider will be "THE GLIDER" for Me to Fly.

[Chris McKeon]

Ok, I will try to expand My thoughts regarding 1My "Perseverant TBI Born PURSUIT. Currently I am waiting that almost every Day is clear and Nice, yes nice for My return to Free -Flight. Look: I know that each and every one of US have had the Dream of Flight. Well, My Dream is brighter than ever. The way I see it, currently I am waiting for Two things, one: The Weather gets nice, and Two John has the time to take Me Flying. Ok If this does come together, and I am say standing upon some Sand Dune. By standing there Pointing say a 340 W-W Condor, Bobs W-W Alpha, or Johns North Wing T-Two. Just My being able to stand there and Point the Glider into the Wind. To be able to adjust Pitch. I am talking about what all of You do each time that You Fly Your Wings. I just will never take any of that for Granted ever again. To do this: To be able to simply stand and adjust the Direction of the Glider so that the nose is indeed pointing into the Wind, Will be Great. Then after scanning for Traffic Right and Left. To using a stride that each step I reach with My Stride into The Wind Will be The Most Awesome Launch, and Flight of MY Entire Flying of Hang Gliders! I mean that it will rate definitely as My Greatest Airial adventure, By Far. I mean that. I am saying even if I only Fly Fifty feet, Oh My!

[Chris McKeon]

yhis total experience. From when I pile drive Myself into the Ground almost 14 Years ago. Through My going to Kaiser for treatment all along with what I did; I severely pounded Myself into the Ground. Yes, I failed to Live down to my Docters speculation as to how My recovery would progress, or in My Doctors case. How I would Not recover. Nevertheless, I did survive. i have seen some great things regarding My Sister Kathleen. Kathleen never lost sight of how I was, and still am on journey so that I could once again be My old Pre - Pound Abnormal Self. As far as experiences that I have gone through in My life. While a couple come to mind as being noteworthy. But what happened to Me on Sunday March Twenty-Eight Two Thousand Ten, takes the Cake so to speak.

While the Days of My having Weight simply Melt off My Body are, well lose Days seem to have been regulated to My past. I stand 6'3 and a half Inches tall. My weight hoovers rite around Two Hundred Pounds. I believe that I will have to really must limit the number of Calories i ingest. Also, I will raise My activity level also, Even though it is tempting to think about going back on the: "Crash Dirt". that I was on that enabled Me to lose a Hundred Pounds. But even though in the End You will los ae copious amount of Weight. Well, there is that one real Killjoy side effect. That Killjoy is Death. A Pilot can Overcome a serious Physical Condition. Take Micky as a case in point. but Death. Overcoming Death. Now that would be something.