Pete Quinby

Since leaving the classroom landed my bucket job with Great Lakes Airlines at Pueblo 6 years ago. We do everything but fly the aircraft as we feed Denver with passengers in short 2 to 4 hour shifts. Get to play with little Beech 1900's and pilots who look like they just left junior high. My co-worker graduated from McHenry in 60 and his father also worked for United while driving DC-8's ! Handle charters for Allegiant, Sun Country, and Republic and diversions and emergency landings for United, Southwest, Frontier, Jet Blue and American. All kinds of weather, de-icing at minus 15, or today at 98 on the ramp. Denver's DIA has horrible weather at times so we get to tell you that you you won't make your flight to Cabo today..maybe tomorrow if I can find you a seat. Oh what fun it is for $10 an hour!

I really enjoy coming back to Crystal Lake to see what has changed and what hasn't, including all of you. So you may see me driving up and down Dole, Pomeroy, Lincoln Parkway and Woodstock and Main on Saturday as I love the old houses. Glad we are gathering at the Main Beach, it will bring back so many memories...........Listen to the lyrics of Springsteen's " Girls In Their Summer Clothes" Is this not Crystal Lake? !!

No grandchildren yet....just grand-dogs!

I may have shared this story before, it's the memory thing you know. I had to call George Chandler to see if I still have it right and he confirmed it so here goes......
It may have been the summer after 8th grade or maybe our freshman year. Steve Kaye, George and I were were walking down Dole towards the Main Beach. We were dressed in swimsuits and had towels. We looked like we were going for a swim. Before we got to Virginia, a car approached us going the opposite way, slowed down, and a man asked for directions to the Main Beach. Steve being as polite as ever walked across the street and began to give the most detailed directions on how to get to....... the pond at Vet's Acres! Steve was sooo matter of fact and didn't miss a beat. George and I looked at each other and it took everything we had not to burst out laughing. Yes sir says Steve just follow what I said and you'll be at the Lake in no time. The man was very thankful and continued on towards Crystal Lake Ave. I thought we were going to wet our pants laughing so hard. Then it was... holy shit what if he comes back after learning that the pond was not the Lake! Our pace was greatly increased until we reached the safety of the beach!
George,yes, we will have coffee!