Wednesday, July 24, 2013
We usually only party for victories. With his departure we feel a loss, but this man has had a life of victories: first becoming one of our best pilots, then beating the shit out of cancer, becoming a published USHPA photographer and just a damn decent individual that I am proud to call part of my family.
My mother-in-law, Carol, has her favorites, and she's a tough bird. Flystrong is one of them. Just to let you all know, if you're not on her list, don't worry, neither am I. Like I said, she is tough and apparently has taste.
Which leads me to our second loss: Bonita Hobson, aka BonBon, who is also on Grandma's list, will be accompanying Bill on his three year deployment away from us.
Yes, I know it will be hard for all of us not to have great shots taken of ourselves while he is MIA. The Tiger Mountain gang better get primped.
The loss of these two pilots even for just a moment is too much. Three years will be torture but the promise of forever after will have to be the selling point.
Again, it is a potluck, on Friday July 26, at or around 6:30 PM at my house. All fliers welcome.
Aloha Flystrong and BonBon, May You Fly High and Far, ending up on a line that sends you home to us.
Posted by Thom at 1:08 AM