Indeed its true. November 14 at 1130 hours my long time wingman "Hunter" (Terry Veasey) climbed out of formation. Last of his clan, he leaves behind only friends and memories.
It was Terry and my son Andrew (time_lapse) that drew me to this site and into this great fellowship of the wings. A hopeless collector of model airplanes and guns with an equal addiction to military history, Terry had nearly overcome his childhood bout with polio with his sheer will and happy heart, those who knew him knew him as a kid who just found a great treasure. Here he has the audacity of grilling our hero snoopy in an intense game at his house in 2013. Hunter's signiture all white Fokker DVII takes a swipe at Snoopy!
With his one good arm he twisted mine on several occasions to do his bidding, ordering 50 Shapeways minis - the first time I had ever heard of such a source of treasure - if I painted his I could have the rest . . . so it began with me and the elves. He lit the Zeppelin fires after visiting my workshop and seeing my first efforts . . . more history . . .
He seized one of each of my builds, here taking control and possession of the L42 . . .
A true friend, horrible driver, and fierce opponent, and my last local Wings player, he will be missed. Over Christmas Andrew and I will break out Snoopy, Woodstock and the White Fokker and replay some great times, climb high Terry! Cheers my comrade in arms and fellow addict, long may you climb!
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