We would have been remiss if we had not set aside a section of the yearbook to the Gooney Bird, C-47, the Douglas Racer or what other names you may choose to call her. She has been called many names. She had been lovingly referred to bordering on adulation, in moments of nostalgia. She has been frofaned in moments of frustration. Songs have been composed both idolizing her and damning her. Poems have been written extolling her virtues and maligning her eccentricities. Societies have been formed to perpetuate her memory, others have vowed that they would curse the day they ever laid eyes on her again. Both views can undoubtably be justified. If you have character, in thirty seven years you are bound to make both friend and foe. If it's on thing the old Goon has that all can agree on, it's character.

Love here or hate her--she was the airborne vehicle that we worked on and did our job in for a year.