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Welcome to my Web page. My name is Robert Paul Reyes and I write an opinion column for the Internet edition of the Fort Worth Star-Telegram.
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Days quickly turn into months. Months suddenly turn into years. One day we wake up wondering, where did all the years go? We can't recapture our youth. We can't turn back the clock. We have only our memories of our spring time to make the winter days of our lives bearable.

One of my most cherished childhood memories is of the Goodyear Blimp. As a boy I would lovingly gaze at the huge and ridiculous butterball, floating in the skies and I would dream that I was onboard. On those occasions when my mom and dad yelled and screamed at each other I would imagine myself soaring into the heavens and finding refuge inside the Blimp.

As an adult whenever I see the Goodyear Blimp sailing in the skies, it still brings a smile to my time ravaged face. Many things have changed since I was a youngster, few of them for the better, but the Blimp is one of the few constants of my life. The gentle giant can still be seen drifting in the heavens, seemingly defying the laws of physics and logic.

We all have our dreams, we all have our fantasies. One child dreams of becoming an astronaut, another child yearns to become a center fielder for the New York Yankees. My dream has always been to ride the Goodyear Blimp.

Sometimes dreams come true. Sometimes miracles happen. Sometimes God is so close that you can reach out and touch Him.

A few days ago I received a call from Bob Urhausen, the Goodyear Blimp Public Relations Manager, notifying me that my dream was coming true. It turns out that he had read an essay that I had written about the Goodyear Blimp a few months ago, in which I wrote: "My main goal in life is not to someday win a Pulitzer Prize but to someday ride the Blimp. I am keeping space on my mantle for the Pulitzer and I am keeping faith in my heart that one day I will sail the skies onboard the Goodyear Blimp."

How was the ride? It was the thrill of a lifetime. It was a dream come true. It was a transcendent experience. I felt lighter than air. I felt the months and the years melting away. I felt like a wide-eyed innocent kid again.

Not only did I get a chance to ride the airship, but I actually got a chance to fly it for five minutes. The corpulent Blimp is not exactly a phallic symbol, but believe me, I felt like the biggest stud in the world.

It's now a week later, and I'm still floating in the clouds, and I'm still walking with a studly swagger. I now believe that all things are possible. I now believe that we should never let go of our childhood aspirations. I now believe that even though we can't turn back the hands of time, sometimes we can make time stand still.

I wouldn't be too surprised if the next time my phone rings, it's from the Pulitzer Prize committee.

1999 Robert Paul Reyes

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