While I've never flown an aircraft other than taking the controls of a light plane for an hour or so under pilot supervision, I've always been fascinated by airplanes. This fascination was born during WWII, when I saw fighter planes overhead as a kid.
I took this picture of a WWII P-51 fighter at an air show last year. It reminded me of a sonnet composed by an American serving in the Canadian Air Force during the war. Many of you have read it, I'm sure, but it reflects the thrill of flying probably more than anything out there. Sadly, John Magee died when his Spitfire collided with another in mid-air. His parents later published what he had written and sent to them.
Worth reading again.
John
I took this picture of a WWII P-51 fighter at an air show last year. It reminded me of a sonnet composed by an American serving in the Canadian Air Force during the war. Many of you have read it, I'm sure, but it reflects the thrill of flying probably more than anything out there. Sadly, John Magee died when his Spitfire collided with another in mid-air. His parents later published what he had written and sent to them.
Worth reading again.
John
