- By Marian Goe -
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| Phyllis Morris with a photo of herself coming out of the cockpit in the background. |
We all have day dreams that come to haunt us through the years, and for LCG resident Phyllis Morris, it was a dream that became reality. Someday, she secretly told herself, “I’m going to fly into the Wild Blue Yonder” and with ingenuity, spunk and a certain amount of “guts,” she did it!
It was a ride in a small Piper Cub when she was a teenager that gave her the thrill of a lifetime and on that day she knew that some day she would learn to fly a plane. Back in the 40s, it was not the acceptable thing for a female to try something
unusual so she waited through college, marriage, and four children before her dream became reality. Then came what psychological circles named the “Empty Nest Syndrome” and she decided she might try something for herself.
She enrolled in the flight training program in Santa Cruz where she lived. With her husband John’s support she started plugging away through overwhelming hurdles filled with aerodynamics, meteorology, pressure systems, to name but a few. Then, Federal Regulations that a pilot must learn pertaining to the operation of an airplane and, to top it all, the Federal exam. She did it all! Phyllis fulfilled her dream of becoming a pilot and now has “danced the skies on silvered wings and swung high into a sunlit silence” that few ever have the chance to do.