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Justin P. Troyer

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Justin Troyer Obituary

Published by Legacy Remembers from Dec. 5 to Dec. 6, 2002.

On November 28, 2002 Cadet First Class, JUSTIN PATRICK of Madonna Manor, MD. Son of Albert Wesley and Patricia Ann Davis Troyer and brother of Shannon and Jason Troyer. He was 22 years old, a 1998 graduate of North Harford High School and was prepared to graduate in May, 2003 from the United States Air Force Academy in Coloardo Springs, CO. Services will be held Saturday, December 7 at 1 P.M. at Bethel Presbyterian Church, Madonna. Interment in the Church Cemetery. Friends may call at the church Friday from 2 to 5 and 7 to 9 P.M. In lieu of flowers contributions may be made to the United States Air Force Academy Memorial Fund, the Bethel Presbyterian Church Memorial Fund or the American Heart Association. Arrangements by Kurtz Funeral Home, P.A., Jarrettsville, MD.

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Anonymous Former Air Force Officer and Friend

December 5, 2002

"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 wind-swept heights with easy grace

Where never lark, or even eagle flew -

And, while with silent lifting mind I've trod

The high untrespassed sanctity of space,

Put out my hand and touched the face of God.

John Gillespie Magee, Jr.

Godspeed, Justin!