Betty Bodaly and Donna Tell spreading the ashes of F/O Stanley H. Bodaly

Betty Bodaly, wife of Stanley H.Bodaly,

and Donna Tell, daughter of Stanley H.Bodaly,

spreading the ashes of F/O Stanley H. Bodaly

from the Control Tower

at Skipton-On-Swale Base,

May, 2008.

Photo courtesy of the Bodaly family

High Flight

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 windswept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, nor 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.

by Pilot Officer John Gillespie Magee, Jr.

412 Squadron RCAF