[Magdalen] John Magee was Prayers ANSWERED: missing, beloved dog is found!

[Jon Egger]

Up nort we had both anthems and sometime the pilot poem when the station
was done for the day.

Grace and peace,
brud

On Sat, Feb 20, 2016 at 10:51 AM, Marion Thompson <marionwhitevale at gmail.com
> wrote:

> I love also Rupert Brooke's earlier poem 'The Voice'.
>
> Marion, a pilgrim
>
>
> On 2/20/2016 1:16 AM, James Oppenheimer-Crawford wrote:
>
>> There's a small plot in the corner of a field in a cemetery where 23
>> British air cadets are buried, and on a marker is the poem "the Soldier".
>>
>>        If I should die, think only this of me,
>>        That there's some corner of some foreign field
>>        that is forever England...
>>
>> Those who wish to read some collected stories about the training of these
>> boys can read the following:
>>
>>
>> http://docs.lib.purdue.edu/cgi/viewcontent.cgi?article=1010&context=press_ebooks
>>
>>
>>
>> James W. Oppenheimer-Crawford
>> *“A life is like a garden. Perfect moments can be had, but not preserved,
>> except in memory. LLAP**”  -- *Leonard Nimoy
>>
>> On Fri, Feb 19, 2016 at 10:43 PM, Jay Weigel <jay.weigel at gmail.com>
>> wrote:
>>
>> I can never see this poem without thinking of my favorite home health
>>> patient, who had been in the Army Air Corps in WWII and had "flown the
>>> Hump" over the Himalayas. He told me some interesting tales about those
>>> days. When he died his family asked me to be part of the funeral service.
>>> At the burial, his grandson, a naval aviator, read this poem. As he
>>> finished, I happened to look up, and far above us, I saw a jet going
>>> across
>>> the sky, leaving its trail behind it. I thought the old pilot would have
>>> liked that.
>>>
>>> On Fri, Feb 19, 2016 at 6:34 PM, shutchinsonca <shutchinsonca at gmail.com>
>>> wrote:
>>>
>>> Sorry Sibyl -- doing email from my new phone!! I hope this goes to you
>>>>
>>> and
>>>
>>>> the list.
>>>> blessings Susan
>>>>
>>>>
>>>> Sent from my Samsung Galaxy smartphone.-------- Original message
>>>> --------From: Sibyl Smirl <polycarpa3 at ckt.net> Date: 2016-02-19  2:39
>>>> PM
>>>> (GMT-08:00) To: magdalen at herberthouse.org Subject: Re: [Magdalen] John
>>>> Magee was Prayers ANSWERED: missing, beloved dog is found!
>>>> I don't know why Susan sent to me instead of to List, but I just got
>>>> this in my inbox with the List subject line and reply quote from Susan
>>>> Hutchinson:
>>>>
>>>> Momentary intervention from a quiet one (recently anyway) ... the poem
>>>> High Flight is featured on the modern freestanding altar at Trinity
>>>> College Chapel in Toronto -- as Marion will attest. The altar was
>>>> commissioned as a memorial to members of the college who died in WWII.
>>>>
>>>> blessings
>>>> Susan
>>>> always praying, but less able to intervene in the conversation these
>>>> days ...
>>>>
>>>>
>>>>
>>>>
>>>> On 2/19/16 1:54 PM, Sibyl Smirl wrote:
>>>>
>>>>> Oh, as an Army Brat of Japan yourself (though he was more of a
>>>>> Missionary Brat, a PK) you might appreciate that he was born in
>>>>>
>>>> Shanghai
>>>
>>>> in 1922, and got his early education at the American School in Nanking,
>>>>> going to England with his mother in 1931.  It's possible that he was
>>>>> inspired to get into the military as soon as he was old enough from
>>>>> reading/hearing about the 1937-38 Rape of Nanking (a town he'd have
>>>>> remembered)?
>>>>>
>>>>> On 2/19/16 1:07 PM, Sibyl Smirl wrote:
>>>>>
>>>>>> On 2/19/16 10:12 AM, Grace Cangialosi wrote:
>>>>>>
>>>>>>> Well, if there was a leap, it was totally unconscious--I don't think
>>>>>>>
>>>>>> I
>>>
>>>> ever heard of John McGee. Thanks for the info.
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>
>>>>>> He didn't have a large body of published work, just the one poem he
>>>>>> wrote down, which survived him.  It was printed in church publications
>>>>>> by his father, then curate of St John's Episcopal Church in
>>>>>>
>>>>> Washington,
>>>
>>>> DC  He died at the age of 19 in 1941 in England in a crash of his
>>>>>> Spitfire, a pilot for the Royal Canadian Air Force.
>>>>>>
>>>>>> https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Gillespie_Magee,_Jr.
>>>>>>
>>>>>> 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 wind-swept heights with easy grace.
>>>>>> Where never lark, or 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."
>>>>>>
>>>>>>
>>>>>>
>>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>> --
>>>> Sibyl Smirl
>>>> I will take no bull from your house!  Psalms 50:9a
>>>> mailto:polycarpa3 at ckt.net
>>>>
>>>>
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