Adventures in walking across a field

I’ve written previously about my Dad’s occupation as a spray pilot, which is what led me to have adventures as a kid walking across fields. As a “flagger” for the spray planes, my job was to wave a flag for the spray pilot to line up on, then move across the field as he made a pass in the spray plane. All this was before GPS made flaggers unnecessary. If Dad was spraying large fields far from the…