Probably no one else here will get this, but I hope we someday have an opportunity to share a quick ride in a KCAB. Better yet a Pitts. One of my few real prides in this day and age I can handle a taildragger.
Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth, and danced the skies on laughter silvered wings. Sunward, I've climbed and done a hundred things, you have not dreamed of.
Wheeled and soared, and swung. High in the sunlit silence, in easy grace, where never lark, nor even eagle flew..
I'm going from long ago memory, so I forget the rest, but the best line of the poem is...
Reached out my hand and touched the face of God.
God bless us all.