Long before I became a platinum Pan American Airlines cardholder, I was an accomplished street pilot. I lived on Vallejo Street in San Francisco, which was perfect for launching objects into the air.
I earned a sense of fame for crashing the most airplanes in the neighborhood—a somewhat questionable but amusing distinction. Luckily, the replacements only cost 10 cents. I don’t doubt that there are many, many street pilots on this site. Hey, it was cheap entertainment.
I’m a dreamer at heart, proudly born and raised in San Francisco—a city that covers just 49 square miles but was heaven on earth for me. Every corner of The City (as we natives affectionately call it) has been a part of my life. No area ever felt too distant. With wide eyes and an open heart, I’ve always welcomed the world around me. I find joy in creativity, wonder, and discovering new possibilities—whether that’s through international work adventures or dreaming up the next exciting idea. Even though San Francisco was my hometown, my passport has taken me to many amazing places and introduced me to wonderful people, shaping me in countless ways. I carry pieces of these experiences and friendships with me wherever I go. Above all, I treasure my family, friends, and those small, meaningful moments that keep my spirit alive and thriving. I never want my curiosity to fade away.
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