-How would the Air Force members of ’57 like to be remembered?

-First, as ’57….We are a part of this experience, the Class, the Triad of Values, the Granite….

-We left you for a while---flying was special, and this we were destined to do.

-We were honored to carry forward the traditions of a great Army Air Force

-We wore uniforms with a Hollywood flair….tan, then later blue, the same we wear today

-We went to learn our craft….to fly.  And ultimately to our operational commands. 

-BUT, we were never far away. The experience here, with you was our foundation, and it served us well. 

-Those who now grip hands from the shadows are with us, for as long as life and breath are in us…they live.

-For them and those who follow on I offer, sentiment precious to those who wear wings….and spoken in our Air Force “Memorials”, entitled  "High Flight", written by a WWII RAF Pilot.


“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
[8] eagle flew —
 And, while with silent lifting mind I have trod
 The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
 Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.”


USAF ’57 you are well remembered. 


Bill Webb, ‘57