When I was a student at Embry-Riddle back in the days of old, this poem was written in a bulleting board in what today they call "The Alphabet Soup" complex. I read it every day on my way to class... as the years passed, I lost track of it and finally found it. I;d like to share it with you cause it so much reminds me of who we are as pilots of this wonderful airplane, the KR2... I hope you enjoy it as much as I have since 1972...The Last Bouquet (Gil Robb Wilson)
I've flown 'em all from then till now The big ones and the small, I've looped and zoomed and dove and spun And climbed 'em to a stall. I've flown them into wind and storm, Through thunder clouds and rain And thrilled the folks who watched me roll My wheels along their train. I've chased the steers across the range, The geese from off the bay. I've flown between the Princeton towers When Harvard came to play, I've clipped the wires from public poles The blossoms from the trees And scared my best friends half to death With stunts far worse than these. The rules and codes and zones they form Are not for such as I, Who like the great wild eagles fling My challenge to the sky, A bold free spirit charging fierce Across the fallow land ... And don't you like these nice white flowers I'm holding in my hand? Luis R Claudio KR2S, N8981S Dallas, Texas _______________________________________________ Search the KRnet Archives at https://www.mail-archive.com/krnet@list.krnet.org/. Please see LIST RULES and KRnet info at http://www.krnet.org/info.html. see http://list.krnet.org/mailman/listinfo/krnet_list.krnet.org to change options. To UNsubscribe from KRnet, send a message to krnet-le...@list.krnet.org
