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 windswept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, or even eagle flew -
And, while with silent lifting mind
I've trod the high interspaced sanctity of space,
Put out my hand and touched the face of God.



Pilot Officer John Gillespie Magee Jr.
No 412 squadron, RCAF
Killed December 11, 1941



My Father's, Uncle's and Father-in-Law's military Service:

Quote from Wid Notestine

"The Marines I knew and served with were a great bunch of men - fighting men, and when asked to do a job, done it, and held it, no matter what the cost."

"I am proud to have been part of that tradition."

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