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"Twas the night before Christmas

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Nov 25, 2001
Sorry I took so long to donate. I get a lot of good info. and entertainment from this board. Well worth the small donation. NOW!, if just 146 of the more than 600 board members will match my $25, the goal will be reached. Read the poem and think about a donation.

“Twas the night before Christmas all over the place
When we were confronted by an old flying ace
There was icing reported and turbulent air
He said “File me a flight plan, I gotta get there”
Outside sat his aircraft all ready to run
And the old man walked out to that P-51
“Bad weather’s no problem,” he silently mumbled
The prop came to life……that big Allison rumbled
He eased in the throtttle, the roar shook the ground
He went through the run-up and seemed satisfied
Then he said to himself, “I’m in for a ride
So he lined it up straight as he poured on the coal
The tailwheel came up as the started to roll
Up off the runway, he sucked up the gear
And that mighty V-12 was all you could hear
He screamed overhead with a deafening crack
The blue flames were flying from each shiny stack
He pulled up the nose and started to climb
No ice on that airframe, it didn’t have time
On top of the weather with the levers all set
He looked up above him and saw a Lear jet.
With jet fuel and turbines there just ain’t no class
Gimmee pistons, and props and lots of avgas
Now he was approaching where he wanted to go
But the weather had covered the runway with snow
How will he land it?
We just have to guess
Because the only way in was a full I-L-S
Then over the marker, he started his run
The ceiling was zero, visibility….none
Still going three hundred and he felt the need
For an overhead break to diminish his speed
Over the numbers he zoomed, along like a flash
Pulled into his break, we just knew he would crash
Oh, why do they do it on these kind of nights??
Then over the threshold, we saw landing lights
“I’m on a short final with three in the green
And I see enough runway to land this machine”
Then he tied down that Mustang, and they all heard him say…
“Next year, I’m stickin’ with my reindeer and sleigh”

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