His name was Larry, and he had never flown in an OH-58A before.The OH-58A was a military version of the Bell 206 Jet Ranger, with longer main rotor bl...des and a lot less power. It was so underpowered, in fact, that on hot days we sometimes had to bump it along the ground until we moved the main rotor into clean air (air not stirred up by the main rotor itself) and achieved what the books called "translational lift". That was actually a good name for it, because when it hit, you felt like you. " "Come over here," Anne pointed to a small section of wall where the old "growth chart" was. It wasn't even really a chart, just a few marks on plaster that had marked his height ever since he was eight years old. Smiling, James finished his bagel, and walked to the point at which his mother had pointed. He leaned back against the wall, straightening his spine to the maximum amount possible. Anne placed her hand on the top of his head, and gestured for him to move away. Her mouth opened in. “No John, not accidentally, I had specifically told last night to pick it up.” mother hissed furiously, “and the store is closed.” “Oh mom the store isn’t closed yet,” I told her looking at the time revealing 5:45. “There’s fifteen more minutes.” Mom’s face relaxed, “oh but the car’s-,” “We can go get the ice cream,” volunteered Mr. Esqueza already getting up from his chair.“No I’ll go,” I said, when eyes were drawn to me I added, “I need the exercise anyway.”So off I went to the store,. The anticipation is making my nerves raw."I realized I was bouncing."The beans have to soak a long time." What about canned beans? Let's go to the ACME." Too much sodium," he said.I was bouncing even more determinedly."Enjoy the anticipation. Tonight, we'll get together and have a nice leisurely -" Dinner," I said."That, too." Oh, boy." Looking forward to it?" Am I ever." Let's just do it now and get it over with," he said.I stopped bouncing. He'd never said it quite like that. I was.