A few memories.... Harry Leicher flew with me for over 50 hours during my first year as a new pilot. He was my very first instructor and he got me hooked on the world of flying. Now matter how many times I slammed the plane onto the runway, he was always patient, supportive, and encouraging. He would meet me at Norms on Saturdays to help me study flight manuals and he seldom asked to be paid for all of his extra time. When it came time for my first solo flight, he was so excited that he stood just off the runway with a radio in one hand and snapping rolls of pictures with the other. No matter where I wanted to go (airshows, Big Bear, Catalina), Harry was always up for it because he just loved to fly. My favorite memory of Harry was my 100th skydive at Perris. I had planned to go out to the dropzone earlier in the day, but work had come up and it looked like I was going to be too late. At the last minute, Harry and I flew a plane from Long Beach to Perris, just to catch the last load of the day. At the time, I was a fairly new jumper so I did not know many people. Harry quickly put together a few experienced jumpers to help me look "cool" on my 100th jump at we got Craig to film it all. Take a look at the attached photo - I felt pretty cool as a newbie! Harry, thank you for being there at so many milestones in my life. You were an incredibly caring, warm, generous, encouraging, and special person to have known. I know that I achieved things that I never would have had the heart or determination to have done without you. You will forever be remembered and have a special place in my heart. Elizabeth
