I’m writing to express my deepest sympathies for your family’s loss, and to share some of my memories of Jack. I regret not being able to attend the service today, but while you are celebrating Jack’s life, I am thinking of you all, and writing this from the jumpseat of an airliner on my ride to work. Looking down on this world Jack left behind, I’m thinking about how much he loved this view. Of how deeply we fliers miss our families when we are away. And of how small each of us seems in the world, but how big we are to each other.
To me, Jack was first the sound of the Big Bird Festival, and his energy and enthusiasm was a source of inspiration and motivation. I have no doubt his excitement contributed to my own desire to fly. My favorite memory of Jack was one idle afternoon at the R/C model field. Jack arrived in usual form; smiling from ear to ear and energetically talking his way up and down the flight line. Missing was Jack’s customary blue jeans and button-down plaid shirt replaced by a matching sweatsuit. When I asked why the obvious infraction of the Bugg dress code, Jack replied nonchalantly that he had undergone bypass surgery only yesterday, and was out getting some fresh air!
Tailwinds and smooth skies Jack. We miss you.
Tuesday November 7, 2017 at 2:50 am