Acting on that wisdom, I scrambled to the playing field. Throughout life, most of my friends sat in the bleachers, watching with envy as I lived my dreams and achieved my goals. 

   Like my mom, I developed a zest for life like a fire burning out of control.  Never content just reading about it, hearing about it, looking at it — but having the desire to live it, learn it, feel it, and see it for myself is what satisfied my hunger pangs. My natural curiosity opened doors to a mind-boggling banquet to be feasted upon. I feasted, and what an extraordinary, bizarre experience it turned out to be! Much more than I had bargained for. 
 

   There were some horrific nightmares along the way. I was, and perhaps still am, a person of interest to the government. Having been investigated by the Secret Service, FBI, IRS and CIA, caused anxiety, agonizing mental pain and frustration. My phones were taped in the States, and I had been under 24/7 surveillance in a foreign country.  

 
However, in a way, I found something blissful, glowing, and exhilarating about the nightmares, too. For sure they broadened my horizons, adding knowledge and experience.

   My life is also filled with dreams that came true, making me feel privileged. With no journalism background, I became a syndicated newspaper columnist; a magazine editor; an on-air television personality; designer of a men's clothing line; created innovative products for the crafts and floral industries under my own name that were distributed internationally; before and after retirement I was fortunate enough to have traveled the world.


  After sharing some of my unusual experiences with family, friends, peers, my psychiatrist and others, they convinced me to write my memoirs.

   I've written eight books on creative living in the past. That was a snap. Writing memoirs straight from my heart, telling the whole story, including the deepest, darkest secrets, doesn't come easily.

   
I am sharing them with you and the world in this online edition. It's a work in progress. Here you can read what I have already written, and continue reading as I continue to write. Sign up for my monthly newsletter to be notified when new stories appear or new chapters are added. 

    Leaving nothing to chance, I have already written my eulogy and epitaph:


Dusty Pilot lived.
Dusty Pilot really lived.
  

Dusty Pilot Memoirs 

   Life is a banquet, and most fools are starving to death. Live life to the fullest, Dusty, and follow your dreams,❞  said my mother, Mimi. 

Dusty Pilot,

Author, 

Public Speaker

   She wisely taught me to be hungry—not for food but for knowledge. For experience. For living.

   Acting on that wisdom, I scrambled onto the playing field. Throughout life, most of my friends sat in the bleachers, watching with envy as I lived my dreams and achieved my goals. I learned that dreams will forever remain dreams unless you start living them. That's the key to a  fulfilling life. 

   Like my mom, I developed a zest for life like a fire burning out of control.  Never content just reading about it, hearing about it, looking at it — but having the desire to live it, learn it, feel it, and see it for myself is what satisfied my hunger pangs. My natural curiosity opened doors to a mind-boggling banquet to be feasted upon. I feasted, and what an extraordinary, bizarre experience it turned out to be!
 

   Of course, there were some horrific nightmares along the way. I was, and perhaps still am, a person of interest to the government. I have been investigated by the Secret Service, FBI, IRS and CIA. My phones were taped in the States, and I was under 24/7 surveillance in a foreign country. All this caused anxiety, agonizing mental pain and frustration. 

   
In a way, I found something blissful, glowing, and exhilarating about the nightmares, too. For sure they broadened my horizons, adding knowledge and experience.

   My life is also filled with dreams that came true, making me feel privileged. With no journalism background, I became a syndicated newspaper columnist; a magazine editor; an on-air television personality; designer of a men's clothing line; created innovative products for the crafts and floral industries under my own name that were distributed internationally; before and after retirement I was fortunate enough to have traveled the world.


  After sharing some of my unusual experiences with family, friends, peers, my psychiatrist and others, they convinced me to write my memoirs.

   I've written eight books on creative living in the past. That was a snap. Writing memoirs straight from my heart, telling the whole story, including the deepest, darkest secrets, doesn't come easily.

   
I am sharing them with you and the world in this online edition. It's a work in progress. Here you can read what I have already written, and continue reading as I continue to write. Sign up for my monthly newsletter to be notified when new stories appear or new chapters are added. 

    Leaving nothing to chance, I have already written my eulogy and epitaph:


Dusty Pilot lived.
Dusty Pilot really lived.
  

   ❝Life is a banquet, and most fools are starving to death. Live life to the fullest, Dusty, and follow your dreams,❞ said my mother, Mimi. 

   She wisely taught me to be hungry—not for food but for knowledge. For experience. For living.

Dusty Pilot Memoirs

Dusty Pilot,

Author, 

Public Speaker

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