CEO, Parisian Family Office. Began Wall Street 1982. Drexel Burnham Lambert alum. Founded investment firm, Native American Advisors, '95. White Earth Chippewa, raised on reservations. Conservative. NYSE/FINRA arbitrator. Pureblood, clot-shot free. In a world on a social media dopamine binge, he trades from GHOST RANCH on the Yellowstone River in MT, TN farm, PAMELOT or CASA TULE', his winter camp in Los Cabos, Mexico. Always been, will always be, an optimist. Answer to no one.

Monday, April 07, 2025

UA 294 DIA -- SJD

Our flight from Denver to Cabo the other day was rather interesting.

I always watch flight tracker or have it open when in the air, and noticed something wasn't according to plan.

We were informed by the crew that something was lodged in the aircraft's windshield, and we were circling to attempt to dislodge it.

Upon landing, the fear amongst passengers quickly subsided.  

We departed the aircraft, boarded another with the same crew and got to Cabo unscathed.   Just another day in paradise.  

As a wanna-be P.I. I got an immediate photo of the front of the plane.  I see nothing, do you?   The story of truth remains untold.



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