A tribute to Bernard from all his friends
at the Solihull Model Flying Club.
We all have fond memories of sharing
sunny days and of course windy and
rainy ones as well with you at the Tanworth
flying field and countless trips to the hills
and slopes. Bernard you will be missed
by all of us and we realise that you have
just flown through a patch of rough air and
sink. But you have now reached a tremendous
slope where the lift is smooth and strong and
lasts forever.

Solihull Model Flying Club

High Flight
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, or 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.

In memory of Bernard Starkey who died on Thursday
22 April 2010

             When I am dead
                  think of me,
               cry for me a little,
         Think of me sometimes,
                  But not much.
        Think of me now and again
                as I was in life,
At some moments it’s pleasant to recall,
                but not for long.
            Leave me in peace
    and I shell leave you in peace.
              And while you live
   Let your thoughts be with the living.

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