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Saturday, July 13, 2013

Mike Penketh's Life As Pilot Changed Drastically, Losing His Hands in Race Car Crash!






"What would you do if you found yourself awakening from a deep slumber to discover that your hands were missing? How would you eat, or drink? How would you brush your teeth? How would you change your clothes? How would you turn a doorknob? How would you answer the phone? How would you sign a check, or fill out a form? The frustrations are endless, but survival is a human instinct, so you would have to figure out how to do things or have someone do everything for you. The innate instinct for survival can get you by, but the human spirit and a strong sense of pride can help you overcome obstacles at a much faster pace...

"You work with what you have," says Mike, a bilateral amputee. "And you never give up on your dreams..."

                         ~~~






Within My Grasp:
 A Double Amputee's True Story


By Mike Penketh with Marti Smiley Childs
 and Jeff March


Mike Penketh knew what he wanted to do early in his life--he wanted to fly! Nothing ever swayed him from that desire, that goal...Not then, not now that he has lost both of his hands... This autobiography is truly a remarkable story. His desire to fly stayed strong throughout his life, even though he  wanted to move faster than permitted by officials...LOL But even when he got a "no," that wouldn't stop him either... His determination, his drive to succeed, and, later, his adjustments to an unexpected change in his physical body, is nothing short of a sign of the courage, strength and tenacity that kept this daring man going...

"I trained on Cessna 150s--100-horsepower, little
bitty airplanes--but at Fullerton Airport I saw an
assortment of airplanes that stirred my imagination.
I flew every one of them--in my mind. I was a dreamer.
I remember a yellow J3 Cub sitting on the green grass,
a Porterfield, an SNJ Trainer, a Fletcher COIN Fighter
and off in the corner a Curtiss P-40 Tomahawk. I sat
many hours in the P-40 imagining--I was a Flying
Tiger in China. I was Pappy Boyington's wingman. I
was an ace!
"Meanwhile that summer, halfway around the world,
real fighter pilots found themselves engaged in a
conflict that soon would affect the lives of people and
alter the American political landscape for the next
decade...
~~~
Mike's father, George, was a Marine during WWII and served as an airplane mechanic. Then later went back into service when the Korean War began. Mike was just four years old, but he listened carefully to his father's stories, and then in 1951 he got the chance to see his first--an F4UB Corsair, commenting that it was the biggest thing he'd ever seen. Of course that first time was scary for him, but it didn't take his long to replace his fear with desire to see more and more planes.

By Kindergarten, he was sharing his extensive knowledge with his fellow students. And, of course, he was soon building models of planes and then finally got an engine to fly one! Needless to say, he was obsessed and his obsession followed him through high school, when he announced that he would soon be off to college to become a pilot...

By the mid-60s he was taking his first lessons...

I have to add a personal note that he and I are just one year apart in age...My dream had been to be a secretary and I had started a temporary job and then full-time by 1963, when I graduated. Both had a dream, but I have to say that mine was much more traditional for a female...and safer...
"Six weeks after enrolling
in the Aviation Scholarship
Program, in the Spring of
1970, I drove my 1965
Corvette on Route 66 back to
Quantico, Virginia, to Officer
Candidates School. There I
had the rudest awakening of
my life.
~~~


Mike in his Zlin 50
But this guy was committed to one career, while mine stayed much the same through the years, except in level of complexity as I moved up. Still, I have to admit my admiration for this man who took on a major challenge during that particular time in our history. Yes, he did make it all the way, but I'm going to let you read all about the "good stuff" he did while in the service... Except to highlight this picture is in "Iwakuni, Japan, flying an A-4E with 20 mm cannon..."In addition to serving in the Marines, Mike went on to become a forest firefighter, a civilian pilot, including learning and performing Aerobatics, and then finally landing an airline position.

Ironically, Mike was injured in an air racer car crash. He saw the 6500 to 7000 rpms on the tachometer as he went into second gear and then into third, seeing the tachometer climb higher. No one knows what speed he was going when the car crashed, possibly in excess of 250 miles per hour...

The doctors were planning on fitting him for hooks...and he quickly nixed that! They would not permit him to drive either his car or to fly again--and he was going to do both.

And he did...

Flying enthusiasts will want to read all about the planes Mike has flown and all about his flying adventures, but we women will want to know about what he's done since successfully returning to flying.

I think you will all be proud that Mike is now totally involved with "A Touch of Understanding" which works to have those with various disabilities meet with school children to talk about their specific needs and what has been required, but, more so, to engender the belief for each of them that they can be successful in their endeavors, if they really want to and work hard to do it!

Although it was not mandatory that Mike have assistance, it has helped greatly for him to be aided by Magy, a service dog... And wouldn't you know it, this life-long competitor quickly had Magy involved in agility competitions!


Hey, you got to love this guy! If we ever wanted a "poster" with "Never Give Up!, this guy would surely be someone to consider as the role model!



There is much about this book to enjoy--reading of a young boy's dreams and his work to achieve them is just as meaningful as those adjustments he had to make when his body was no longer able to respond to his every command as it had done for so many years. You will see that he has been able to add humor to his interactions with the children and others and to, more importantly, adapt his discussions of his own issues to theirs so that they are able to see and be inspired by his achievements thereafter.

This is an important book. Many will see a need to share this within their families. But young boys and girls and teens can learn about perseverance, dedication and so much more. This is a must-reader for many--I know you'll know it! Get it soon to help others see and reach their potentials. And Mike, God Bless...


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Mike and wife, Mary Ann
Mike Penketh poses with his
best friend Magy...
Co-authors Marti Smiley Childs
and Jeff March of EditPros LLC

American Airlines Captain Mike Penketh maintained a perfect safety record while flying passengers, but on his own time he got his adrenaline rushes by mastering aerobatics and flying in competitions. He raced his home built Pitts S-1 biplane in the Reno Air Races. In his quest for speed, he miscalculated only once – and he paid dearly.
     "I didn't know where I was, and I didn't know the guy who was leaning over me. I had been unconscious, and I was flat on my back, but as I began awakening in a groggy, dull fog, I sensed that I was in some kind of aircraft. Over the noise, the pilot spoke. He was talking about a patient with severe limb damage and a possible head injury," Mike wrote in the opening chapter of the book. "The pilot was contacting the radio dispatch room at the University of Utah Hospital Trauma Services Unit in Salt Lake City. I did not comprehend that I was the patient. Everything revolved in slow motion around me. I felt cold, numb. And then I blacked out again."
     Trauma surgeons subsequently were forced to amputate Mike's hands following a horrific accident that nearly killed him. Although the course of his life was unalterably changed, he was determined against all odds to fly airplanes again. Within a remarkably short time of losing his hands, Mike became determined to resume flying airplanes. He was fitted for and tried numerous hook devices and prosthetic arms before his relentless pursuit led him to a technologically advanced solution with which he was able to perform some critical hand functions.
     He culminated two years of preparations when he successfully demonstrated for doubting FAA examiners his ability to fly an aircraft using electronic prosthetic hands. The FAA reinstated his pilot's license and, while he never flew Boeing 737s again, he went on to perform intricate maneuvers in aerobatics shows to prove to himself and the naysayers that he could do it. Mike, working in collaboration with Marti Smiley Childs and Jeff March, tells his story in Within My Grasp: A Double Amputee's True Story. It is an inspirational autobiography about the challenges of coping with a disability, and learning how to focus on what you can do, rather than what you cannot do.

Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Ever Dreamed of Flying? How About on the Back of a Bird? Check Out Gigi Sedlmeyer's Second in Talon Series!

The California Condor once numbered only 22 bi...
Oh, right.’ Turning back to Matica and seeing her stunned face after what he had said before, he said, ‘Talon’s so... well, massive now. I don’t know how to play with Talon anymore. It was so easy when he was small. I could teach him things then. But now?’ His tone became judgmental and negative. ‘Sometimes it seems to me as if he would love to teach me. Can you imagine that? A bird teaching me! Anyway,’ he grinned, ‘he’s getting ugly and like Dad said, his neck and head look half boiled now.’
‘Half boiled, hey?’ Emelio giggled into his hands, cheered up again.
‘Oh, come on. It’s bad enough when Dad says it.’ Matica extended her tongue and pulled a face. ‘Don’t say things like that in front of Emelio. It’s not nice.’
‘Okay,’ Aikon gave in then said to his friend, ‘Forget it, okay? I never said it.’
Emelio nodded. ‘I can do that. Yes, I will. It is not nice, as Matica said. I agree.’
~~~
‘Crayn interrupted her thinking with, ‘Why does he have to look half boiled? Ugly thing.’ He tapped his beak, but Talon hopped away so suddenly that Matica nearly fell off. Crayn put his hand into the pocket of his trousers, grinning.
Talon cocked his head and grinned back at him.
‘Dad,’ she answered quickly so as not to let the opportunity get away, ‘don’t look at his neck and head. Look at him as a bird that flies your daughter around.’ She stroked Talon’s neck. ‘Look at his character, at his heart, like God is looking at His people. God would never abandon an ugly-looking person, or even a murderer.’ www.ihana.com
~~~


Talon, On the Wing
By Gigi Sedlmayer 


I always enjoy when a writer works to grab the attention of readers immediately. Gigi Sedlmayer certainly accomplished that! Even though it was a dream. This series, which, in my opinion, would be great for children to adults is about a young girl, Matica, and her family, including her birds...  You don't know what I mean by her birds? Well, do a quick click back to read about the first novel in the series and then come back! I always recommend that you read from the first book in a series if possible, but at least my review will give you a start, because you don't want to miss this latest one! Matica is flying!

Well, yes, she is dreaming as the book opens, but that's only because she had already!

On the back of Talon, a Condor, and one of her birds...


I have dreamed of flying, have you? Here's what it is supposed to mean if you do!
"A lot depends on the nature of the dream and the relationship we have to flying," explains Sumber. Often times, though, flying represents a sense of freedom. Sumber explains that flying dreams serve as a sort of escape from the pressures of the real world (which is represented by the ground).

I don't mind admitting that I've enjoyed and remembered those dreams more than any others I have had. And the reason fits for me--as it did for Matica. She had never had many friends since they had moved to Peru, because she was different from the Indians and even her family...She had a growth problem and was much smaller than she should be!

It all started because of my growth problem. Was it good then? Yes, of course it was. Well, not then but definitely now. I was five years old and way, way, way too small for my age. Therefore the Indians rejected me from the time we arrived. Mum and Dad loved me, but it wasn’t really enough. Being lonely, I made friends with my condors, Tamo and Tima.
For the last five years I have lived with Mum and Dad here in the remote little village of Pucara in Peru. Aikon arrived over four years ago. More than eight months ago, Dad and I saved Tamo and Tima’s egg from poachers and I incubated it. At my tenth birthday, Talon hatched. Thank you, Lord. I raised him and he grew to be an impressive condor, even bigger and stronger than his father.
My life changed dramatically from that point on. And yesterday, even more.
I flew on Talon after a spark from the open fire-place had frightened him. Hence I found out that there is more to life...
                                                                    ~~~

Talon took off with Matica by accident...And once that had happened, both Matica and Talon realized that they loved to fly together and they wanted to continue!

Talon's parents were all for it! And they flew with them!

But Matica's mother was harder to convince, even though she would have loved to fly herself!

Finally, though, she agreed... In fact, the whole village was thrilled. They now knew that Matica was special and that the condors were really quite wonderful too! Soon, Matica was flying every day and then would tell everybody in the community--and even people from other places--about what she had seen. Of course, it was sometimes dangerous--for both Matica and Talon! Talon was still young and was still growing! And sometimes he over-estimated how long he could carry Matica! But neither of them were seriously hurt...

And what's great about it is that readers get to travel with them, reading along as they soar up into the sky, near dangerous mountains, and so much more! Why they even saw a lost city, a puma...and a Raven flew with them to watch! Matica felt that God had sent the raven to help whenever there was danger!

In the meantime, though only 10, Matica has fallen in love and her love is returned...
And she has new friends! She wonders if they love her only because of her birds...but she always decides that that doesn't really matter, does it?!

I personally enjoyed the little touches/references about God taking care of Matica - it certainly added to the book to have the young girl wrestling with feelings of despair when the Indians wouldn't accept her, as well as when she was truly in danger while flying. In addition to that, included was the story of a young boy named Alexander who had lost his brother, and now hated his parents who had caused his death. The story leads all of the Indians to understand that being different when born doesn't mean that these individuals won't have a happy life. Obviously, this important issue can be used to help teach children about those who, for whatever reason, are different from their own...

There is so much to learn from this book! And I haven't even told you about the giant spider or the armadillo!

If you read to your children, I think this would be a wonderful book to share as soon as they are old enough. Older children and adults will also find it a fun and entertaining story--wouldn't YOU love to fly?! Highly recommended!


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‘He folded his wings to go through the door. Remember? But he probably wasn’t thinking about it. Neither did I. But since I was lying on him, his wings went over me, covering me. Not completely, because he stopped doing it when he felt me under them, I guess. So, I was, for a short time, buried under his wings. It felt so, so... it felt so warm, so secure, so safe and protected. Just lovely. Yes, it really was.’ A bright grin parted her face when she looked at her father.
‘Oh yeah, I can imagine it. When he folds his wings...yes, he does that.’ Crayn suddenly doubled up in laughter. ‘I actually saw it, but didn’t think about that.’
~~~

Ok, it's an eagle not a condor...but...still holds true! Wide Wings will hold us all!



About the Author

Gisela (Gigi) Sedlmayer was born on 19 May 1944 in Potsdam, a suburb of Berlin in Germany.
Her family escaped to the West just before the infamous wall went up. They moved around in Germany until finally settling in Munich where Gigi studied architectural drafting and met Albert in 1965, marrying in December 1967. She worked as a civil draftsperson in various private consultancies in Munich.
Since her uncle was a writer, she tried to write short animal stories. She developed a love for the written word and started to consume books.
In May 1975, Gigi and her husband moved to New Zealand. Having language challenges, she started a handicraft business. Specialty, colourful parrots of which she sold thousands in a few years.

In 1988, they adopted and became adoptive parents of twin girls the year after. After living in New Zealand for eighteen years they moved to Australia in September 1992.
Two years later Gigi was diagnosed with cancer. After operations and radiation, she withdrew, thinking that she would be dead, like her friend who died of cancer, but her two little girls gave her the courage to keep going. After two years still among the living, her brain started to work again, so she thought, 'Get a grip on yourself and do something good with your life'.
She remembered the time writing stories and got inspired again, seeing her husband Albert writing the story of their adoption. Her English became increasingly better so she pressed on to develop her creative writing.
She entered them in competitions and often got very good reports back, which gave her confidence to go on writing. One day the idea for the TALON series came to her and she spent the next several years bringing the story and the characters to life. She pend most of her time at the computer, developing new story lines. She also loves travelling, 4x4 touring, swimming, gardening, handcrafting, reading, fossilizing and enjoys good adventure DVD's or going to the movies.
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Saturday, January 29, 2011

Golden eagle (Aquila chrysaetos)Image via Wikipedia
Higher Than Eagles:


The Tragedy and Triumph
of an American Family


By Maralys Wills and
Chris Wills




When your son tells you he is going to be different, to be someone who will follow his dreams, will you listen? Or what if you have another son who has decided he wants to fly and builds the equipment he will use to do so? In fact, one of the authors of the book, Chris, is that son. Maralys is his mother. This is the memoir of their family's life, but it is so much more. After all, no parent knows that their son will be making and breaking world records one after the other...

Here's a front note to readers:
I am the mother of six children--five boys and a girl. Three of the boys became hang glider pilots and two were champions. Together they drew us, their parents, into unpowered flight until we found ourselves unable to resist...
Bobby was the oldest of the children; he would spend most of his time tinkering and making things in their garage. School was unimportant; he had more important things to do. Like building a bicycle that you could drive from about 6 feet off the ground--his sky bike...and then later, a motorcycle flying with a glider. (Wow!)

Higher Than Eagles: The Tragedy and Triumph of an American FamilyIt was, Chris, though who would dream of flying, building his Red Baron first, which indeed did look like the famous one. Soon, however, they moved to bamboo and plastic gliders. I say they because it wasn't long before Bobby became a partner in Chris' dream. In fact, friends, family and the community were soon fans.

It was not easy raising a large family and with five boys, involvement in all kinds of sports was common. But soon Bobby and Chris were experienced enough that they were seen by that certain type of man--the oily, scheming weasels who have no problems in smiling and applauding your work to your face, and planning on taking advantage of your lack of business savvy behind your back.

Bobby and his father had always problems in communication. Where Bobby thought nothing of leaving the garage in a mess while he worked on some project, his father expected to also be able to use that space. Plus, of course, he had a job and paid the bills to keep the family going, so when strange men started hanging around, walking into their home and into work areas, things began to be even worse. Bobby enjoyed the praise and attention he was receiving. His father knew that his sons skills were marketable!

I appreciated the Wills family sharing the good and bad times as the family was growing, especially as the older ones began to look toward what their future held. It was wonderful to have the family move together to form Wills Wings, but only after they had learned the hard way that those who praise you can also be unworthy of your loyalty.

I know that stories about the beginning of air travel are wonderful, but I must admit that seeing the progression of the gliders and knowing that the pilot of gliders is the only thing that keeps the glider in the air, created a much more intimate look at the dreams of flying we have all had--none of mine, though, included flying alongside of eagles! My dream was to parachute from a plane...and, no, I never did... And after reading the story from both parents about their own trips, I doubt I ever would, although it was a thrill to learn that Bobby's father was so excited! 

Check out the pictures, the world records made, and the story of the Wills family. Death tore them apart; but their love pulled them through. A truly heartwarming story that, I think, parents of "creative" boys might just find a must-read!

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