Dearest Sawyer . . .Happy Birthday from all of us here on Earth. We miss you every day, we love you every day, we are proud of you every day. I remember the first moment I saw your sweet, beautiful face . . .and I remember holding you as you slipped these earthly bonds . . .I will always remember the way you looked at Daddy and me as we said our goodbyes. We'll see you again, and until then, be happy as we know you are. Watch over Brian up there, and the two of you, watch over Amelie. We love you very much.

High Flight

by John Gillespie Magee, Jr.

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 windswept heights with easy grace

Where never lark, nor even eagle flew.

And while with silent, lifting mind I've trod

The high, untresspassed sanctity of space . . .

. . .put out my hand, and touched the face of God.