Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth,
And Hovered out of Ground Effect on Semi-Ridgid Blades.
Earthward I've Auto'ed, and met the Rising Brush of Non-Paved
And done a thousand things you would never care do.
Skidded and Dropped and Flared Low in the Heat Soaked Roar.
Confined there, I've chased the Earthbound Traffic.
And Lost the race due to Insignificant Headwinds.
Forward and up a Little in Ground Effect,
I've Topped the Admirals hedge with drooping turns,
Where never SkyHawk nor even Tomcat flew.
Shaking and Pulling Collective, I've Lumberd
The Low untresspassed Halls of Victor Airways;
Put out my Hand, and Touched a Tree.
Today William you Fly with the Angels.
William I. Brennan
Dennis B. Dray, Major (R) AZARNG of Tucson, AZ