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Mid week Sheila mentioned a gathering at church on Friday night and asked if I would like to go. My schedule has been, well you know what my schedule is like, but I kind of sensed that she wanted to go, to be together and to be with our friends in the congregation, so I winced (internally) smiled and said "Sure!" The evening was nice and I was pretty numb from the week's assignments and I was just happy to be off my feet for an evening. We had an activity where everyone broke into small groups for a few minutes to get to know each other better. A little silver haired gentleman slipped into the group and stood to my right. Everyone was engaged and he was a little bit of a late comer and I didn't want him to feel left out so I extended my hand, leaned toward him because he seemed like he had a hearing challenge, and introduced myself. He was born and raised in Graham Texas, about 5'9 and weighed in at a little over a buck. Someone said something about military service and Bill, my new friend, looked at me and smiled. He told me that when he turned 18 and was immediately classified 1A, Korea was heating up and he had no intention of pounding the frozen Korean turf so he headed for the Air Force recruiting office. I asked if he flew and his eyes lit up as he said "Yup!" , T-6's, T-28's, T-33's and the F86 Super Sabre. Well needless to say the rest of our group faded in the background as Bill and I talked shop. When I mentioned HQ and how much I would enjoy having him out to soak up some aviation, the light in his eyes was unmistakable.
The evening's activities progressed, but for some reason I couldn't quit thinking about Bill and hatching a plan to get him back around airplanes. When we were breaking up for the evening I told Sheila I'd be back in a minute and I ducked over to say bye to Bill and to let him know that I'd be calling him very soon for airplanes and lunch. He introduced me to his wife. We all walked toward the door, but Bill made a detour to the men's room for a minute. Bill's wife told me she knew that we were talking about flying from across the room because she could tell Bill was in heaven. I mentioned wanting to get Bill out to the airport for some fun and she said that would be wonderful for his spirits as he has been in a three year battle with Multiple Myeloma and it was winning at the moment. So, my reasons for being there tonight, like so much of life, had absolutely nothing to do with what I though they were. Sure wish The Wilson Air Wing was farther down the road and I could give Bill a little Mustang time. Oh well The Keeper of the Skies orchestrated this, so i guess I must have the tools necessary to complete the task.