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GravityHater

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I swear if anyone says that about me after I crash, I will roll so hard and fast in my grave that I will drill a hole to China.
I am so sick of hearing that said about pilots who have died. Why do people say that? Am I so twisted to think it is stupid?

If I auger in, please say: "He enjoyed the many hours he was given in the air. He understood and accepted the risks. He really wanted to just die in his sleep like everyone else; but this is the way it is."

He died doing what he loved best. Crap!
 
Like the old joke about the airline pilot who died peacefully in this sleep, not screaming all the way down like his passengers
 
Coping mechanism, I guess.

It bugs me too. I sure as heck don't want to die in an airplane, but I accept that it is a possibility. Many better and more experienced pilots than I am, have.

Now, if I died of a freak aneurism or something, in between a couple of naked hot chicks on the beach while drinking rum, Coronas and various other cocktails, THEN people could say, "he died doing what he loved," and I might decide not to come back and haunt them. :D
 
Well, I love to fly. I don't love to crash. So if I died in a plane crash, I wouldn't die doing what I love.
 
Yeah, but if you HAD to die at work, would you rather it be of a heart attack or boredom in a cubicle or in an airplane? I'd sure choose the airplane.
 
I'm kind of partial to Curly's eulogy in "City Slickers". "Here he is God. Try not to piss him off."
 
I agree completely. I also agree that it is a coping mechanism for the survivors. Nobody wants to think of their loved one dying in sheer terror. YOu never hear a CVR or read a transcript that ends with "Oh well, at least I love doing this".

Personally I want to go quietly in my sleep. Thats what I love doing.
 
AND I used to love that McGee poem, High Flight.
No longer, thanks to conspicuous over-use. I'll find another one they can use, there's lots out there.

BTW, it will be a huge wake at my place. Great food, cool music, dancing, good looking gals, everybody having a grand ol time. (and catered. No cleaning up after.) A continuous fly-by done by all my friends with dozens of planes, all types. "Airplane" playing on the big screen. Kids running around with model airplanes, others flying R/C off the lawn. Yeah, that's it.
 
I want to be stuffed in the sitting position, eyes open, mouth grinning a sly grin and a Alaskan Amber in my hand. Friends and family would sit on my lap and take pictures. Then I would be launched out of a cannon into a grave (or something like it). I'll leave just enough money for the keg.
 
Funeral home laid out fan in front of TV

http://msn.foxsports.com/nfl/story/3741544

PITTSBURGH (AP) - James Henry Smith was a zealous Pittsburgh Steelers fan in life, and even death could not keep him from his favorite spot: in a recliner, in front of a TV showing his beloved team in action.


Smith, 55, of Pittsburgh, died of prostate cancer Thursday. Because his death wasn't unexpected, his family was able to plan for an unusual viewing Tuesday night.

The Samuel E. Coston Funeral Home erected a small stage in a viewing room, and arranged furniture on it much as it was in Smith's home on game day Sundays.

Smith's body was on the recliner, his feet crossed and a remote in his hand. He wore black and gold silk pajamas, slippers and a robe. A pack of cigarettes and a beer were at his side, while a high-definition TV played a continuous loop of Steelers highlights.

"I couldn't stop crying after looking at the Steeler blanket in his lap," said his sister, MaryAnn Nails, 58. "He loved football and nobody did (anything) until the game went off. It was just like he was at home."

Longtime friend Mary Jones called the viewing "a celebration." "I saw it and I couldn't even cry," she said. "People will see him the way he was." Smith's burial plans were more traditional - he'll be laid to rest in a casket.
 
YourNameHere said:
Funeral home laid out fan in front of TV



She said, "People will see him the way he was." Smith's burial plans were more traditional - he'll be laid to rest in a casket.

I saw a cartoon in a playboy once and it showed a guy in a recliner watching a porno with his pecker in one hand and a can of beer in the other. The caption said he looks so natural.
 
Live by the sword, die by the sword.

I have absolutely no problem with dying in an airplane, so long as it's not my fault.

My sole fear isn't death, nor pain of death, but failure to do my job. So long as no soul can remark over my ashes that I screwed up, I have no fear of what might happen to me in the air. Let the chips, and the ashes, fall where they may.

Far better to end one's journey here between a set of wings or beneath a rotor, than lying for weeks wasting away in a hospital bed.

The pilots mantra for many decades, the silent prayer, has been "Lord, please don't let me screw up."

Nobody hopes to die in an airplane, myself included, but if that one day happens, I have zero heartburn with one who pronounces over me, "he died doing what he loved." My personal goal is not to die in an airplane, but instead to fly right until the very end. If one is blessed enough to be able to do that, then what more can one ask of life?
 
GravityHater said:
AND I used to love that McGee poem, High Flight.

It's Magee.

If the thought of dying while doing something you vaguely enjoy bothers you, it'd probably be more satisfying to get a job at Wal-mart and die of cancer or anal warts.

"He died after spending his life doing something he couldn't give a sh!t about". Much better.
 
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