Aces High Bulletin Board
General Forums => Aces High General Discussion => Topic started by: Guppy35 on October 12, 2007, 02:36:17 AM
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Tex Hill, of the Flying Tigers and 23rd FG fame passed away Thursday at about 5PM
We've lost another one :(
Tex is second from the left. Time for a P40 memorial flight for Tex Hill on Friday I think.
(http://www.leisuregalleries.com/aahill.jpg)
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Just say the time and place and i'll be in the air
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Tex Hill!
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I have an autographed pic of him. Sorry to see him go.
Ren
Flying Tigers 1981-1989
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God Speed
http://www.acepilots.com/cbi/hill.html
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and thanks.
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gimme a time and place and i'll be there in a heart beat.
S!
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And I will fly through the formation in an ME262, guns ablazing!
J/K.
We did decide, however, if someone in our squad dies, we will arrange a formation flight, and then, do just that.
You gotta admit, it'd be funny for the dead man's squaddies to come rip the formation to shreds.
:rofl
Tex
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Tex
May you fly your P40 higher than ever before
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God speed sir
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Ren, u were a flyin tiger?
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Tex Hill
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R,I,P
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R..I..P >~S~<
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Originally posted by RATTFINK
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Ren, u were a flyin tiger?
Yes.....It's good to know DIck Rossi is still around. He still shows at the reunions. To Tex Hill:
Destination (Author unknown)
I hope there's a place way up in the sky,
Where airmen can go when they die.
A place where a guy can buy a cold beer,
For a friend and a comrade, whose memory is dear.
A place where no doctor or lawyer can tread,
Nor a management type would ere 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 where a lady could go,
And feel safe and protected by the men she would know.
There must be a place where old airmen go,
When their paining is finished, and 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 others, "He was quite a good lad."
And then through the mist, you'd spot an old guy,
You had not seen in years, though he taught you to fly.
He'd nod his old head, and grin ear to ear,
And say, "Welcome, my son, I'm pleased that you're here,
For this is the place where true flyers come,
When their journey is over, and the war has 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 ole boys,
Can relax with a cool one, and well deserved rest,
This is heaven my son..... You've passed your last test!"
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Xena asked me to post this for her as she can't post.
" Tex you'll be missed dearly.
Although he flew P40's, in AHII, his plane was the LA7"
Message delivered :]
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To a Real Hero.
Smooth skys and tailwinds sir.
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Is there a P-40 memorial flight scheduled? I'd say he definitely warrants one, as I'm sure hes high on the "heros" list for many of us.