How does it feel to lose something precious which doesn’t belong to you in the first place?

The ground was closing in as we approached to land and I could picture an imaginary image of myself running the expanse of General Aviation Area clad in running attire like a negligible human being among millions of restless earthbound souls trying to make the best of those stored energy running in circles. The ground is calling me back, requiring whatever experience I may have met along the way to be submitted to oblivion as I return to my weary, old self lost in the struggle. I felt the skid reunited with the asphalt taxiway with a thud as we land, I opened the door to alight and opened the cockpit access for pilots to alight. I felt the tired sound of my steps on the taxiway as I clutched my dispatch bag on my shoulder on the way back at the unit hangar. Like a drop of water on a pond that reverberated awhile before it was lost and became part of the whole, I recovered my steps that reverberate along the taxiway before it faded at the noise of turbine engines from aircrafts taking off at the nearby runway. For awhile, this looks as good as being lost with a glimpse of home.

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  • chantell on Oct 18, 2009

    A little long, but great work.

  • Francois Hagnere on Oct 18, 2009

    That is so excellent. You are such a great writer. I’m impressed in each time more!

  • Christine Ramsay on Oct 18, 2009

    Such a good piece. You are a talented writer.


  • Christine Ramsay on Oct 18, 2009

    Such a good piece. You are a talented writer.


  • Brenda Nelson on Oct 18, 2009

    very detailed writting.

  • CHAN LEE PENG on Oct 18, 2009

    When one lost something precious which didn\’t belong to them in life, it must be an irritating feeling. But nothing is permanent in this world, so LOST and GAIN are always existed in our life. By adopting a healthy thought on this issue, we\’ll accept its \”go and come\”. Great piece! :-)

  • ken bultman on Oct 18, 2009

    As always, I enjoyed taking the ride with you. I’m sorry you had to pump fuel by hand but you couldn’t expect the star officer to do it. Remember, R.H.I.P.

  • deep blue on Oct 18, 2009

    Ken, rank has its privileges alright. Now I’ll be contented sweeping the floor in a company who see people without the rank. BTW it’s a bit amusing I get a general’s payroll without somebody to salute. Funny it seems.

  • Goodselfme on Oct 18, 2009

    Well shared composition. I subscribe to your posts and never got a post you submitted this. I just happened to seek you out. So glad I did to read this well written post.

  • cebuanaeyez on Oct 18, 2009

    You are a wonderful writer!

  • ahmad joko setyawan on Oct 18, 2009

    As always, I loved your story Will.You have such a wonderful way with words and ideas, incorporating and executuing them wonderfully! Your pen name suits you to a tee,you are a very deep writer but a damn good one!! I\’m glad you got sleep in the end and though it may have been beer induced,sleep is sleep!Also glad you found the key.The ending was outstanding as with the whole story for that matter! Keep them coming my friend,they are so very enjoyable to read,like a breath of fresh air!

  • deep blue on Oct 18, 2009

    Thanks for all the comments. BTW that story was based on the events that transpired way back March 2001.

  • Ruby Hawk on Oct 18, 2009

    I absolutely loved your whole article. My grandson is crew chief on the Black Hawk and it was just like talking to him. I feel sure he goes through very much the same thing every day.Thanks for the share.

  • monica55 on Oct 19, 2009

    What an interesting write? I enjoyed it thoroughly. Thanks for sharing.

  • Lady Sunshine on Oct 19, 2009

    Wow, Will! You are one fascinating guy! And the adventures you lived! Great story!

  • chitragopi on Oct 19, 2009

    Interesting adventure. Great that you’re able to express it in writing

  • Jane Jane on Oct 19, 2009

    wow. that\’s so long. great!

  • CutestPrincess on Nov 10, 2009

    that’s great,your works are always interesting

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