The Navy had issued orders for my transfer to Japan, an exotic land that I had wanted to explore since first studying the martial arts as a child. My household goods were packed, and I was beaming with excitement, until I learned that not all my belongings could go with me. The Yokota flight training director on the international call made it very clear when I inquired about shipping my Cessna Cardinal: "Sir, the Japanese do NOT want your airplane here."
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