Fred’s Story
One person can make a difference and can multiply themselves a hundred fold, a thousand fold, or more. My adventure started with a story I shared on the internet. Harvey lives in New Zealand. He read my Iditarod story and emailed me. We began to swap our flying adventures, his about New Zealand and mine about flying for the Iditarod dog sled race. We were the older generation of internet pen-pals.Harvey said that it would be a dream come true if he could fly the Alaska Iditarod race. I was with my son Michael having a sandwich in Portland, Oregon. Michael is a Missionary living in New Zealand. We were talking about his new home in New Zealand. I pulled out my Visa and had him get me a ticket to New Zealand. I was on my way to see my friend. I shot Harvey a quick note and told him I was coming to New Zealand. His response was “Good on You” and “Come on down,” We are going on an outback adventure. After a very short fourteen hours on one of Boeing best, I was in Auckland. I had a brief visit with my son and then was off to Palmerston North on the North Island of New Zealand. As I stepped off the plane and went in side I was greeted by...
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