As the day grows older, Hot Dogs, Bar-B-Que, nachos and soft drinks replace the morning menu and you know it is about that time. The unique smell of 100ll and jet fuel begin to drift down the ramp as the crowd inches ever so closer to airshow center. Then that old familiar sound quiets the crowd. First that high pitched scream from the starter - "wwwwwwwwwhhhhiiinnnnn" and that old sleeping friend begins to stir - "cloughk-cloughk-cloughk-...." and a shot from the throttle and a big snort of blue-tinted smoke from it's nostrel "Clougk-clougrrrrrrrmmmmmmm!!!!"... Air Show Time.
Or atleast that is how I remember it growing up. The sites and sounds of the airshow is a fond memory for me. Growing up in an aviation family, it rivaled baseball and apple pie as all-american. Heck, I thought everybody went field hoppin' on Sunday Afternoons. We sure did. My Dad and I would pull the old J-3 out of the hanger and fly from strip to strip looking for friends and family doing the same. And there was always one or two "hotrods" to put on a good show.
But it all came down to the big shows to really get excited about. Sun-and-Fun, Dayton and Oshkosh were the main events but there were always regional shows to keep up with and around here it is the Great Georgia Airshow at Peachtree City / Falcon Field (KFFC).

Angela, Cub and I went to the home of some good friends to watch the airshow this year. They live in the flight path of Falcon Field and it made it easier to relax. The fellowship with friends and family was as enjoyable as the show. GGAS is sponsored by Delta Air lines and they had the "Pink Lady" do a few fly-by's.

Several military aircraft put on demonstrations to the delightment of the crowds.
An F-16 Fighting Falcon put on a dynamic show of beauty and strength.
The F/A 18 Hornet showed it's agility and raw power.
We were even treated to a heritage flight with the F-16 and the north American P-51D Mustang (like many, possibly my favorite aircraft of all)