Sypmathy To Colgan Air Pilots

[Diesel]

Even though we're not a regional, we're all pilots. The crew here at Netjets wishes them godspeed.

here is a poem i think we can all relate to.

Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of earth,
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds, --and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of --Wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air...
Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark or even eagle flew --
And, while with silent lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.

 

[banned username 2]

My thoughts and prayers are with the lost crew, their families and their "extended" family at Colgan...

God Speed...

 

[Kaman]

Hello,
Just a quick note to express my sympathy and prayers for the crew's families and their extended family of Colgan pilots. Having been through the loss of squadronmates and fellow fliers in the military I know what a difficult time it is.

God Bless,

ex-Navy Rotorhead

 

[Floyd94]

This beer I drink in front of me is for the FO who liked cheap beer... Sounded like my kind of guy... This one is for you buddy... God bless you guys.

 

[AKAAB]

No words are ever accurate enough to express my sadness and grief on days like today. Whether closest friend, or brother in spirit, it tears away our vener of happiness when one is lost. Godspeed on your eternal journey my friends.

AKAAB
JetBlue

" I weep not, but my heart bleeds" - Shakespeare

 

[tittyjet]

How Do You Spend Your Dash??

I read of a man who stood to speak
At the funeral of a friend
He referred to the dates on her tombstone
From the beginning to the end.

He noted that first came her date of birth
And spoke the following date with tears.
But he said what mattered most of all
Was the dash between those years.

For that dash represents all the time
That she spent alive on earth,
And now only those who loved her
Know what that little line is worth.

For it matters not how much we own --
The cars, the house, the cash.
what matters is how we live and love
And how we spend our dash.

So think about this long and hard...
Are there things you'd like to change?
For you never know how much time is left
That can still be rearranged.

If we could just slow down enough
To consider what's true and real,
And always try to understand
The way other people feel.

And be less quick to anger
And show appreciation more
And love the people in our lives
Like we've never loved before.

If we treat each other with respect
And more often wear a smile...
Remembering that this special dash
May last only a little while.

So when your eulogy's being read
With your life's actions to rehash,
Would you be proud of the things they say
About how you spent your dash?




I'd really like to let all of my former coworkers at Colgan know how bummed out I am about this today. It especially sucks that there's a little girl out there now whose daddy won't be coming home from the airport anymore.

If anyone at Colgan wants to set up a fund for her, I'll send a check b/c I can assure you that Colgan benefits aren't going to go very far.

 

[Patriot328]

I pray for these souls. May God take care of them. We all know they tried their best to prevent the tragedy that unfolded.

I'll be toasting them as well.

Godspeed my friends. We'll be sharing a drink and telling lies once again..



FLYING WEST

I hope there's a place, way up in the sky
Where pilots can go when they have to die.
A place where a guy could buy a cold beer
For a friend and a comrade whose memory is dear.
A place where no doctor or lawyer could tread,
Nor a management-type would e'ler be caught dead!
Just a quaint little place, kind of dark, full of smoke,
Where they like to sing loud, and love a good joke.
The kind of a place that a lady could go
And feel safe and secure by the men she would know.

There must be a place where old pilots go,
When their wings become heavy, when their airspeed gets low,
Where the whiskey is old, and the women are young,
And songs about flying and dying are sung.
Where you'd see all the fellows who'd 'flown west' before,
And they'd call out your name, as you came through the door,
Who would buy you a drink, if your thirst should be bad,
And relate to the others, "He was quite a good lad!"

And there, through the mist, you'd spot an old guy
You had not seen in years, though he'd taught you to fly.
He'd nod his old head, and grin ear to ear
And say, "Welcome, my Son, I'm proud that you're here!
For this is the place where true flyers come
When the battles are over, and the wars have been won.
They've come here at last, to be safe and alone,
From the government clerk, and the management clone;
Politicians and lawyers, the Feds, and the noise,
Where all hours are happy, and these good ol' boys
Can relax with a cool one, and a well deserved rest!
This is Heaven, my Son. You've passed your last test!"


— Captain Michael J. Larkin, TWA (Ret.)

 

[Riddlebratt]

My prayers go out to the family, friends and co-workers of todays accident...........

 

[chperplt]

If anyone at Colgan wants to set up a fund for her, I'll send a check b/c I can assure you that Colgan benefits aren't going to go very far.

I will be doing this in the morning. I'll post the information once it's all set.

Thanks again

 

[Boz]

Wishing all my brothers and sisters at Colgan Air my deepest sympathy and my prayers are with you through this difficult time.

I sincerely wish the crew's families and their extended family from Colgan Air pilots all the best through this unfortunate time.

God bless you all and fly safe!

Boz