Sorry if a bit of enthusiasm for aviation is inappropriate here, I'll shove off and do it somewhere else since it's obviously so offensive!
But..... just for the record........ after three decades in the saddle I still get a kick out of almost any lump of metal that manages to defy gravity and I hope I retain that excitement until the metal beneath me stops achieving the trick.
A Merlin engine, the Huey's blades, a Concorde on climb out or a Shuttle coming home - it's all the same to me and I'm still chuffed to be a tiny part of it all.
Through various quirks of this fun rotary career I've ended up in some extraordinary places, but few more special than the doorway to the Shuttle at the top of launch pad 39B. I make no apologies for lauding the activities of those who have stepped through it, some of whom haven't come back.
If I ever lose that enthusiasm then please will the next pruner who sees me in a cockpit have me dragged from it forcibly and "thwown wuffly to the ground".
JerryG