Sad news for the Air Corps and the families, friends and colleagues of Captain Furniss and Cadet Jevens.
RIP gentlemen
I searched along the changing edge
Where, sky-pierced now the cloud had broken.
I saw no bird, no blade of wing,
No song was spoken.
I stood, my eyes turned upward still
And drank the air and breathed the light.
Then, like a hawk upon the wind,
I climbed the sky, I made the flight.
— Elizabeth J. Buchtenkirk