Hi Everyone,

With Bill's permission I wanted to share this with everyone. A few weeks back, several of the guys (and our Den Mother   "Nan") from our club took a road trip to fly with the gang at the Candor field. We all had such a great time! It was really   nice to remember how much fun it can be to just "fly", relax, and enjoy yourself with such a laid back bunch of guys.          Anyway, Bill called me up a few nights ago and wanted to read me this "poem" that he had written about a little                 experience that he and I both had while flying our planes in Candor. Before he finished reading it I was laughing so hard that I woke the wife! To help you better understand, at the Candor flying field they have some pretty tall trees that are located across the runway, and just happen to be in the flight path where we normally fly at our field. He and I both had a little mishap with the trees. It wasn't too funny at the time, but now after looking back at it, and hearing this award winning poem, I think that it is hilarious! Bill read the poem to a few of the guys at lunch today and everyone was rolling with laughter! Hope you enjoy it as much as we did. Also, Bill has given us permission to pass it along, so feel free to do so!

Merry Christmas and Happy Flying,

Ronnie

"A Tree Grows in Candor"

I never thought that I would ever see me fly my plane into a tree

And watch the pieces flutter down and then pick them up from off the ground.

We put them in a plastic sack, two thousand thirty-three to be exact.

It made me feel just like a clown and I still can hear that awful sound.

Yes, I worked hard to build this one right, and sometimes I even worked late at night.

All polished, tuned and standing by, just wait until you see this beauty fly!

The day was clear, the sun was high.

Hardly a breeze was drifting by; I must have been the first to fly.

 Sounding good while climbing high, She left a trail across the sky.

The engine ran it's very best and my heart was pounding in my chest.

I rolled her over and headed down, the roar was such that it shook the ground.

Yes, it seemed as though the whole world was mine until it hit that Stupid Pine!

By:  Bill Garner 12/08