The warm mid-day July sun beat down on the small wooden dock. As a gentle warm breeze caused the water to ripple, a sound slightly louder than the leaves rustling appeared in the distance. Over the next few minutes the sound increased and suddenly the source of the sound emerged — a green spec on the horizon.
In the early 2000’s my grandfather, Russell “Russ” Gregg, took to the skies to fulfill a lifelong dream. While he had always enjoyed working on cars and trucks, ranging from modern to classics, one of his passions lived high above his garage in the blue skies. From an early age growing up near the Duluth International Airport, KDLH, a small airport located in Duluth, Minnesota, he had a dream of learning to fly.
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