I’ve only had one experience being near a helicopter. One warm December day when I was a kid my mom took me to the field behind the village hall. There was already a crowd of parents and kids waiting there when we arrived. We stood around for a while and I was wondering what the deal was. Then a helicopter appeared overhead and slowly came down to land. As it came down we could all see that Santa Claus was the passenger. He waved his big white glove at us as they landed. Santa got out of the running copter, handed out a bunch of candy and then hopped back in and left. It was over in mere moments. It was quite an exciting time for a young boy.