Neil Cosentino
I remember it as though it was yesterday. My 5-year-old life changed during WW II when I saw a Navy Fighter–probably a Corsair–buzz the neighborhood. My aviation career started very early that morning. l was sitting on the front steps and watched the sleek fighter make a low pass over our house. In retrospect it was that lucky early morning moment that set my course for the future; from a Huckleberry Finn in the Bronx to over six thousand hours in the cockpit in all types of aircraft. My favorite: fighters! But I also logged thousands of hours in bombers, tankers, commercial planes, helicopters, gliders, seaplanes and flight trainers.