Years ago, we were approaching Cleveland on a clear Sunday afternoon. Accompanied by nearly unbearable static, we heard an obviously nervous light plane pilot trying to tell Hopkins tower where he was, how high he was, and what he wanted to do.
When he finally (and mercifully) finished, the tower calmly replied with a clearance and added, “And you don’t have to talk so loud.”
The guy in the little plane came back and said, “But I don’t have a radio!”
Capt. Walt Bates, UAL (retired)
