Leaving the nest ...
Well, I am moving up in the world of flight instructing: Yesterday I soloed my first student.
I had been well trained by the other instructors in the art of pacing the length of our tarmac, radio in hand, from one side of the building (to watch the downwind leg of the pattern) to the other side of the building (to hold my breath and wait for them to pop back into my sight as they make the turn from base to final).