Bud Kilbey

Sue Knight

Jack Landage

Bill Laufer

Bob Leavens

Doug Leavens

Gene Lehman

Kenny Love

"Maggie" The Flying Corgi

Bill Mansfield

Ed Marquart

Cliff McCluney

Charlie Miller

Charlie Moffitt

Harmon Moss

 

Jon Aldrich

Tom Ahlers

Col. Clement Armstrong

John Bailey

Ralph Bailey

P. J. Baugh

Fred Beech

Martin Behner

Bill Bertrand

Gordon Bourland

Ray Brandly

Susanna Brandly

Dave Brommels

Pete Brucia

Clayton Brukner

Chuck Cary

Monty Chumbley

Warren Coe

Jim Course

Bud Dake

Steve Dal Pra

Chuck Davis

Ken Davis

Ralph Driscoll

Tom Flock

Frank Fox

Dick Frazier

 

Someday we will know, where the pilots go
When their work on earth is through.
Where the air is clean, and the engines gleam,
And the skies are always blue.

They have flown alone, with the engine's moan,
As they sweat the great beyond,
And they take delight, at the awesome sight
of the world spread far and yon.

Yet not alone, for above the moan, 
when the earth is out of sight,
As they make their stand, He takes their hand,
and guides them through the night.

How near to God are these men of sod,
Who step near death's last door?
Oh, these men are real, not made of steel,
But He knows who goes before.

And how they live, and love and are beloved,
But their love is most for air.
And with death about, they will still fly out,
And leave their troubles there.

He knows these things, of men with wings,
And He knows they are surely true.
And He will give a hand, to such a man
'Cause He's a pilot too.

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