Sincere condolences to the Archer family and the T.A.I. family for the loss of such a great man and WWII Ace. Our father and grandfather was a fellow WWII pilot who flew the Hump in the China-Bruma-India theater, the Hump Pilots Assoc. posted this poem in memory of all WWII aviators who have passed on, we wanted to share it with you in honor of Lt. Col. Archer and all the Tuskegee Airmen.
Lynn and Reid Geddie, Newnan, Georgia
The Last Flight
By Roger Allen Cook
They came from every direction
From families large and small
They launched out on a mission
And answered their nation’s call.
They flew on wings made of steel
And the dangers of war they faced
Strong hands controlled their craft.
As those powerful engines raced.
In time the great conflict was won
Although costing a terrible price,
As too many members of the band
Made life’s ultimate sacrifice.
Now time has become the enemy.
Years have so quickly passed by.
Witnessed by losses in the ranks
Of that old gang that used to fly.
Yet in the minds of all who remain
Keen remembrances of days before
When they took great metal birds
And through the clouds did soar.
There is one very special mission
All old pilots are required to take
The call comes from Headquarters
It’s a flight we all must make.
This one last flight is like no other,
For God has prepared the way
HE alone will determine the place,
And choose the time and day.
When Operations sends out the call,
Those pilots who have sailed on air
Will take their last earthly flight
To a place that God has prepared.