Give me the small zero- commercial Fly-in

I couldn't even remember how to sign into my own blog. It's been so long since I've posted. It's not writer's block, because I never shut up unless I get really tired. Faithful readers, my friends, I have missed you. As you know I have an airstrip in my back yard. My son thought, until he was about eight years old, that everyone had a plane in their back yard. We have had some great parties in that back yard. Planes doing fly-bys that just knew we were there. A guy dropping in in a Twin Bonanza, many times. My buddy coming in for a visit in his Fairchild Cornell. Our specialty, the bonfire and the campfire. Swimming pool parties. Live music, open mike. BD and the Stearman. You know all this. But! a couple of Sundays ago, I went to the best General Aviation venue in the eastern United States. This guy has a fly in every Sunday! Everyone is invited. He is the nicest guy in the world . Vicki and I flew there in the M-10 of course. BD met us there in the Stearman, and my good buds Clark and Ken came over from Lee in a Buck-Seventy-Two. You chip in $5 per person. Have soup, Chili, Burgers, Hot Dogs, Sodas, dessert. The Sunday we went, there were about 30 or more planes. There was a bright yellow Staggerwing. There were these two guys in classic J-3's that flew in and out in perfect formation. I swear they ate their hot dogs in unison. My wife is a hard sell on Fly-ins. She likes horses and things. But there were some dogs there that she liked. She wants to go back again! The place is down below my place on the peninsula by about 75 mile naut. It's just below Accomack. The place dates back to the 30's. Check it out. It's called 9VG. Nine Very Good. The nice guy down there who will feed you is Gordon. I will C U there!