A flight into family history

Personal histories sometimes intersect at unexpected points and places. Just as my uncle’s and mine did on Thursday at the airfield of Ljungbyhed, a former military drill ground in the South of Sweden. More than half a century ago, my uncle did his military service here at the 5th flying corpse of the Swedish air force, while I would take off in a glider with a member of the Swedish national gliding team.

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Soaring the Alps