Let’s just say it’s been a while since I took to the skies — way too long for a lot of reasons. Mainly life, I suppose, handling the newspaper business, caring for aging parents. Too may things took precedence over the one thing I truly love: flying.When you’re young, time moves slowly. As you age, especially as you pass the age of 50, then 60, it’s like the hands on the clock start to race, and you start to think, if there are things I want to start to do again, I best not waste any more time because there ...