I may still write a Flying Column this week if I have the time. My original intent was to replace it with this one about my growing-up years because I’ve been writing the flying column for about five years now, and I’m almost running out of material. Then I looked at the name of this column today and realized, who says I’ve ever really stopped growing up? I’m still learning. I try not to grow too old in mind and spirit despite my arthritic joints. The day I stop laughing, just bury me. Growing-Up stories, well, unlike the flying, there are ...