Bob Hoover R.I.P. January 24, 1922 - October 25, 2016

[R.F.Bennett]

Rest in peace Bob, and may you touch the face of God. . .

High Flight

Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;

Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds, — and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of. . .   wheeled and soared and swung

High in the sunlit silence. Hovering there,
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air... .

Up, up the long, delirious burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, or ever eagle flew. . .

And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.

— John Gillespie Magee, Jr

https://www.washingtonpost.com/national/bob-hoover-pilot-who-escaped-pow-camp-by-stealing-a-german-plane-dies-at-94/2016/10/25/c3dfd16c-9ad2-11e6-a0ed-ab0774c1eaa5_story.html

https://youtu.be/pty3a-VQojw

http://www.thebobhooverproject.com/

[lastvautour]

He inspired many.

Lou

[Peter]

Thanks for posting this a fascinating individual.

Peter