A very sad day for us all. A very fine gentleman when posting or replying to PM's. Sincere condolences to Mary and family.
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A frantic trawl though old posts has led to a small Obit which I have taken the liberty of adding at Post #2 (E&OE).
Also going out to the ATC Old & Bold fraternity. |
How do you take something that is already brilliant and then make it better still. By stamping his modest and fun loving personality on the original Cliff Memo thread, he made it his own and made it even better.He made his creation of the virtual crew room a place to welcome new posters with his friendly banter. I will miss him.a lot.
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Sad news. RIP Danny. Enjoy your new home:
They came in the evening, then, and found Jonathan gliding peaceful and alone through his beloved sky. The two gulls that appeared at his wings were pure as starlight, and the glow from them was gentle and friendly in the high night air. But most lovely of all was the skill with which they flew, their wingtips moving a precise and constant inch from his own. Without a word, Jonathan put them to his test, a test that no gull had ever passed. He twisted his wings, slowed to a single mile per hour above stall. The two radiant birds slowed with him, smoothly, locked in position. They knew about slow flying. He folded his wings, rolled and dropped in a dive to a hundred ninety miles per hour. They dropped with him, streaking down in flawless formation. At last he turned that speed straight up into a long vertical slow-roll. They rolled with him, smiling. He recovered to level flight and was quiet for a time before he spoke. "Very well," he said, "who are you?" "We're from your Flock, Jonathan. We are your brothers." The words were strong and calm. "We've come to take you higher, to take you home." "Home I have none. Flock I have none. I am Outcast. And we fly now at the peak of the Great Mountain Wind. Beyond a few hundred feet, I can lift this old body no higher." "But you can Jonathan. For you have learned. One school is finished, and the time has come for another to begin." As it had shined across him all his life, so understanding lighted that moment for Jonathan Seagull. They were right. He could fly higher, and it was time to go home. He gave one last look across the sky, across that magnificent silver land where he had learned so much. "I'm ready " he said at last. And Jonathan Livingston Seagull rose with the two starbright gulls to disappear into a perfect dark sky. |
We will miss him - he was a really really nice genuine guy.
I enjoyed his book immensely,written in his easy going style with a great sense of humour. |
Such sad news. He will indeed be sadly missed.
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Farewell Danny. Thankyou for sharing your experiences with us.
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Danny, RIP Sir. Sorely missed!
Bill |
RIP Danny. Wise and witty, you made an impact here that most of us can only aspire to.
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RIP Danny, you’ll be missed.
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Bugger! On a train back from a few beers in Lowestoft. I'd have raised a glass and I will later in a week when I've read this thread properly. Farewell and blue skies Danny!
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God bless you sir, thank you for sharing your memories and your experiences
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Sorely missed Danny. I loved your stories. RIP
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Thank you Danny for you service, and for sharing them in the most entertaining way.
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R.I.P, Sir. I thoroughly enjoyed reading your stories.
I hope the flying is good, wherever you may be now. Thank you for your Service. |
Rest in peace Danny.
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Much respect always, Sir - rest in peace.
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With the most sincerest of respect Sir...
Godspeed and Blue Skies. |
Thank you for sharing so many years in such illuminating detail. RIP Danny
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I’ve been following this thread for a number of years without posting. It turns out Tay Cough Senior, who died a year and a day ago, was an ATC student at Shawbury during Danny’s tenure (and also from Middlesbrough) so their paths may well have crossed. After he passed the course, he was posted to Scampton, met my mother and ultimately Big Airways got a Captain out of it... RIP Danny. |
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