Long ago a pilot returned from the army. He loved flying. He missed the high skies and the feeling of conquering the world. He took a hot air balloon ride and fell in love. He bought a hot air balloon shortly after with the money he’d saved from the army and meager banking job. Soon after he met a woman with his same passion and they married in the hot air balloon. Over time life got in the way and the balloon became worn and old. Money became an issue due to his wife’s hospital bills. His wife passed away and the balloon was nearly forgotten, but the happy memories remained.

Sometime later, his granddaughter came to visit as his son was also widowed and needed to go on a trip for work. And that’s where this story begins.