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A long time ago, on a Saturday, we ended up in the tower cab of a tiny regional airport on the outskirts of town.
Tiny enough that one young woman ran the entire tower alone. Approach, takeoff, landing, pattern work, she did it all.
She was orchestrating this tiny chaos like a maestro conducting a band of drunk soloists.
We were there to install a pilot Automated Weather Observation System. If it worked, the government would roll it out nationwide. Simple, right?
Wrong.
During a lull, we flipped the system on. Sparks flew.
Literally.
White, angry sparks, as if the universe had decided to sprinkle a little extra chaos on our Saturday evening. And then… boom: the whole airport went dark.
“What the F*CK!” Was the first thing we heard… Five flights of stairs below. The airport manager was on his way up …
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