Monday, December 12, 2011 By Aaron Brown
The morning flights roughly coincide with my son's very early morning and late afternoon bus ride. The plane passes over our house some 25 miles from the airport as it enters its descent from Thief River Falls.
The prop planes always reminded me of Casablanca. You'd look up and see the silver belly. You'd imagine the single row of seats on the left side of the plane, the chopping of air. You could imagine the pilot or passengers looking down to see the yellow bus pick up my son on our dirt road in the country.
Now these jets seem to fly higher. If you see them they are moving faster. The sound is just a big, loud hum.
Again, it is progress. Delta's commitment to Iron Range air service is encouraging. But in these modern times we must work harder and harder to find things to inspire imagination. It is no easy task, and certainly an important one.