Never got my hands on the controls of a DC3! That would have been fun!!
To get through college, I worked building Private Aircraft and over the years and the background I did get to hold the controls of a few.
The only thing that I have missed was a chance to get my license. All I had to do was buy the fuel and our test pilots and instructors would have been glad to give me the lessons. Most likely the second best deal in town, but paying for collage trumped that.
The wife is a good sport and always wondered why I would just pack up my things and fly off with my father and brother to desolate areas. then the opportunity came for her and my mother to go with dad and I to Labrador.
The Loons, Geese, eagles, caribou, wolves and unspoiled nature grabbed her heart. That lead to our first trip to Alaska with the kids in tow. The best summer ever.
After the kids where grown my DW said that she would not stand in the way of me learning to fly.
Turned down the chance for a second time. She had never traveled before we where married and I just want to take her to places that many just dream of. Hay, one only goes around once.
Still paying some college bills and that lowers the fun funds. Would never trade the decision made.
Oh! That reminds me of one of those special items that fall in ones lap.
On one fishing trip to West Yellowstone. I and some fishing friends where the last passengers on a 737 that would land and stay the night at there airport, when the pilot walked back and asked if we had seen the park from the air, with a resounding No from all passengers aboard: We got a private circle flight around the park and later, dinner together with the flight crew.