Milagros Beginnings | One Tortilla At A Time

I was pretty young when I decided I wanted to become a “Mexican Food Restaurateur” ( proprietor of a restaurant).  However, it certainly wasn’t my first dream.

When I was a very young kid, I want to fly a big silver airplane for American Airlines.  Dad traveled often and Mom would pack us kids up in the wood-paneled station wagon and drive to the St. Louis Airport to pick him up.

Specifically, I loved the plane called the L-1011 made by Lockheed (pronounced L-10-11).  It was used by American Airlines only and was a much larger plane than was being flown by other airlines.

It was a bullet and a bulldozer all at the same time.  The gleaming chrome finish was adorned with a red, white and blue stripe.  Man, I thought those big planes were the coolest ever!  Actually, there where times I was more excited to see the giant chrome Lockheed L-1011 at the airport than I was my weary dad.

I was pretty insistent that I was going to be a pilot some day.  Realizing I was headed for major disappointment, when I was about 7 years old, my parents sat me down and explained I was born with a heart defect.  “You will never fly big silver airplanes for American Airlines because they won’t allow someone with a heart problem to be a pilot.”

I just knew they were wrong!  It was my destiny to be a pilot!  When I could not be persuaded otherwise, my parents made arrangement to have the doctors explain to me why my short, but unyielding dream to fly airplanes could not be fulfilled.

I had been so certain my future was to become a commercial pilot, it took me some time to accept the disappointing news my parents and the doctors handed me.  Eventually, seeds of a new dream began to sprout, even though I didn’t recognize it at the time.

To be continued….

Dave

This post is the launch of our series about the Milagros Mexican food restaurant beginnings and journey.  Come back soon and enjoy the next chapter.

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