There is a small airport near the house where we are living at the moment and the sound of small airplanes landing and taking off is bringing back a lot of memories! Here is a picture of my sister and I getting ready to fly back to school on the mission plane.
Besides the radio, the airplane was pretty much our only link to the outside world! Usually the first thing to be unloaded was the mail bag, which we would quickly take to the house and look through to see the mail. Personal letters from the U.S. and notes from other missionaries were so encouraging to us way out there in the boonies!