Put Grammy and Papa on a Plane

  Lester and Estelle on a Lear 45

Lester and Estelle on a Lear 45

My folks have always lived comfortably, albeit humbly. Recently, they joined six others on a private plane for a day trip to a casino in Mississippi. It was their first flight on a private jet. The flight was arranged and taken care of by dear friend of theirs who wanted to express appreciation for a group of pals. They drove through the security gate and directly to the plane at 10am, walked 15 feet to the door, and boarded. They returned in the early evening, after having a blast for the day. The plane pulled up and the alert ground crew had their car planeside when the engines shut down. This is the only way you can get my 90+ year old dad to get on a plane these days (sorry, can’t give mom’s age, but she does not enjoy long strolls in airports, either).

I see this a lot – families flying private to facilitate the needs of the grandparents. A client of TheCoPlane often brings his elderly parents on family vacations. Most of the time there are a couple of extra seats, or, for damn-near the same cost, we can bump to a larger plane. They, like my folks, are humble, yet they are like giddy like their grandkids when they get onboard. Proud (and thankful) of their kids, no doubt...

— Editor