clear SUNday mornin’ [early 1950’s] 2
US navy uniformed young pilots ~swag~
fighter jets flyin’ hi, leavin’ con-trails…on
official run: san diego(go) to chicago—GO!
idea 4fun stunt [see lightbulb flash]
RE-duce altitude& RE-connoiter over
rural mid-west in search of 1buddy’s
tiny hometown on farmz checkerboard
[needle in haystack] eye spy white chURch
(as)pire to steeeple – jets dive hard ‘n fast
bein’ boys, makin’ noise…ZOOOOM x2
cock(y)pit laughter, silence in sanctuary
week later, pilot ONleave re-turns home-y
BIG talk in small town about 2 (too) low planes
overhead [IN yer head] soundin’ off, poundin’ off
shatterin’ the air, stoppin’ preacher’s pray-er
(dad still grins when tellin’ his sins!)
a poem in my pocket 
Jun 03, 2017 @ 20:20:22
What an adventure indeed. 🙂
Jun 03, 2017 @ 06:42:00
That was fun — but I was nervous reading it. These boys with toys kill people — a friend bragged about racing his ambulance until he killed a 4 year old boy by accident racing through a neighborhood (that friend went crazy and now lives homeless), cops on fun chases kill by-standers, pilots at airshows crash and kill crowds. But I was so happy to see such a good ending to your Dad’s story. The language was great, reminding me of him and of stories we tell our daughters. The details of your story are amazing and tell us about the town, the people , your dad, and the daughter listening (you!).
I have a daughter too and take care of the victims of boys with toys. That is my background. I get both sides of our humanity. Thanks. (BTW, I replied to your fine comment back at my poem).
Jun 03, 2017 @ 13:46:13
I appreciate hearing your perspective…I have 5 boys myself and we would not allow our oldest to buy a motorcycle while living at home. Terrible accidents do happen! Thanks for commenting, Sabio.
Jun 03, 2017 @ 19:05:10
My faller forbid me a motorcycle, but I later rode for 20 years. Dangerous toys — I had many crashes. But motorcycles usually only kill their passengers.
Jun 03, 2017 @ 23:24:08
True…our son and wife both have cycles, although they don’t ride much with small children now.
Jun 03, 2017 @ 03:43:26
I truly enjoyed this one!
Jun 03, 2017 @ 06:12:47
I simply had to pass along this story 🙂
Jun 02, 2017 @ 20:20:40
That is some tale Lynn ~ Enjoyed this one, smiles ~
Jun 02, 2017 @ 21:12:17
😄
Jun 02, 2017 @ 19:33:47
Ooo! What a fun read. My dad was in the Navy and Air Force but didn’t have fun stories like this to share. 🙂
Jun 02, 2017 @ 19:41:13
My father served in peacetime so for him it was an adventure!
Jun 02, 2017 @ 17:28:11
I was thinking of Top Gun too while reading this, Lynn. And I love that your Dad still grins as he tells this story! This was really fun to read!
Jun 02, 2017 @ 17:53:19
i’m glad you found it entertaining 🙂
Jun 02, 2017 @ 16:25:34
I really enjoyed this story!
Jun 02, 2017 @ 16:54:37
Glad you liked it, Jennifer!
Jun 02, 2017 @ 15:35:32
I love this.. like a prank almost. And I almost think of your Dad as Tom Cruise in Top Gun…
Jun 02, 2017 @ 16:53:44
Ha! My Dad related to that movie in some ways…
Jun 02, 2017 @ 15:02:09
I love this — the story and your unique word play. Excellent!
Jun 02, 2017 @ 15:05:08
Thanks, Sarah!
Jun 02, 2017 @ 12:26:55
Crazy kids! My dad also has a lot of insane/fun memories and tall tales. Very absorbing poem.
Jun 02, 2017 @ 15:03:14
Thanks for reading!
Jun 02, 2017 @ 11:04:17
Strange, I did not see danger in this situation, only a bit of youthful humor by a Dad who still grins, telling his sins! Delightful story.
Jun 02, 2017 @ 12:53:18
Thanks, Bev 😄
Jun 02, 2017 @ 10:42:15
You made light of a very very dangerous situation. Well done.
Jun 02, 2017 @ 12:52:52
I did not think of the danger…my Dad loves to tell this story and I maybe stretched it a bit. 1950’s protocol probably different than Navy today (but boys will be boys, as they say). Thanks!