UPS B-747 Captain Bill Hale
 

We lost Bill on October 29, 2011.

Bill was a bomber pilot in the Air Force in the early years of jet power. In his career with the Air Force he flew the B-47 Stratojet and the B-58 Hustler. After his retirement from the USAF Bill flew B-727s for cargo contract carriers IASCO and Ryan before getting hired at UPS in 1988 where he flew the B-747.

He was respected and admired by many but more importantly he was a true friend and gentleman.

Tailwinds, d.

Sounds like a he had a logbook any of us would dream of having.

Tailwinds

Sac forever!
 

Very sorry to hear of his passing. RIP, Capt. Hale...

Flying West

I hope there's a place, way up in the sky,
Where pilots can go, when they have to die-
A place where a guy can go and buy a cold beer
For a friend and comrade, whose memory is dear;
A place where no doctor or lawyer can tread,
Nor management type would ere be caught dead;
Just a quaint little place, kinda dark and full of smoke,
Where they like to sing loud, and love a good joke;
The kind of place where a lady could go
And feel safe and protected, by the men she would know.

There must be a place where old pilots go,
When their paining is finished, and their airspeed gets low,
Where the whiskey is old, and the women are young,
And the 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 the others, "He was quite a good lad!"

And then through the mist, you'd spot an old guy
You had not seen for years, though he taught you how 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 the journey is over, and the war has been won
"They've come here to at last to be safe and alone
From the government clerk and the management clone,
"Politicians and lawyers, the Feds and the noise
Where the hours are happy, and these good ol'boys
"Can relax with a cool one, and a well-deserved rest;
"This is Heaven, my son -- you've passed your last test!"
Author: Capt. Michael J. Larkin