The trend of building homes using non-traditional materials, including buses, tiny houses and shipping containers, continues to grow in popularity.
These unique and affordable alternatives offer the same level of comfort and plenty of customization options. But Jo Ann Ussery pioneered this trend long before it became a thing.
After his home in Benoit, Mississippi was destroyed in 1993, he embarked on a unique adventure transforming an old Boeing 727 into a beautiful, fully functional home.
From tragedy to triumph
Ussery’s journey began when her husband died unexpectedly, leaving her and her two children in need of a new home. Facing financial difficulties, he initially considered the purchase of a trailer as a solution.
But he soon realized that he couldn’t afford to buy a house big enough to accommodate his growing family. Then Ussery’s father-in-law, Bob, an air traffic controller, suggested the unusual idea of living in an airplane.
Intrigued by the concept, Asseri went to see the Boeing 727 disassembled and fell in love at first sight. fatty? It’s only 2,000 won including shipping. Ussery was inspired by Donald Trump’s personal Boeing 727 and named his new acquisition “Little Trump”.
With determination and creativity, Usseri began the important task of transforming the aircraft into a unique and comfortable home. With $30,000 (the equivalent of about $60,000 today), he began a project that would require a significant time and financial investment.
A Demanding Celebrity Insisted the Stewardess Remove Me from My First-Class Seat – I Gave Her a Lesson in Respect
I’d always heard about rude celebrities but didn’t believe that reputation until I came across someone like that. This local star tried bullying me out of my comfortable airplane seat, but I had a smart idea on how to make them pay! My plan involved enlisting the help of a pregnant woman.
Traveling first class was a treat I rarely allowed myself, but after months of relentless work, I figured I deserved a little luxury. I’m a 33-year-old woman who’s worked hard to get where I am, and this European getaway was my reward. I envisioned the next few hours filled with comfort, maybe even a glass of champagne to kick things off. But the moment I reached my seat, the dream began to sour.
HE was already sitting there, reclining as if the entire cabin was his private domain. I recognized him instantly! He was a local reality TV star who’d been all over the tabloids for his outrageous demands and diva-like behavior.
Seeing him in person, it was clear that fame hadn’t been kind. He wore sunglasses indoors, and his expression radiated entitlement. Our local celebrity barely glanced at me as I placed my carry-on in the overhead bin, but the coldness in that brief look said it all.
I knew better than to judge someone based on gossip, so I smiled politely and began to settle into my seat next to him. But before I could even sit down or fasten my seatbelt to enjoy the long-haul flight, I heard him snap his fingers!
It was a sound that sent an odd shiver of annoyance down my spine. He was summoning a flight attendant as if he were a king demanding a servant! I could feel his scrutinizing gaze as he waited to be attended to.
“Excuse me,” he began, his voice dripping with disdain, “I need more space. I’m not comfortable with someone sitting next to me. Can you please find her another seat?”
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