Tim was my best friend in high school. Together, we learned to fly in the Civil Air Patrol. I soloed but never got my license. Tim continued flying and was soon building experimental aircraft. He died today flying one that he built. I had not talked to him in a number of years, but I will remember him in the years to come.
There is a road, no simple highway
Between the dawn and the dark of night
And if you go no one may follow
That path is for your steps alone
-Ripple by Robert Hunter