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49 radIo ConTrol after your friends testified how when they stroked on the pinstripes, chose the call numbers, balanced engine, body, and landing gear when all that work was ready for the virgin flight, they brought it to you, the new craft, to see what it could do. They knew you’d ease it up into the air, anticipating rough ground, rough air, compensating for whatever they hadn’t thought of, whatever wouldn’t show up until wind rushed over the wings and the perfect angle of attack lifted it off into the blue for a turn or two over the trailer park above cacti and creosote slipping on the crosswind easing back to hard-baked earth, and the huge sigh when it touched down, safe on earth. after that while your daughter choked on words she’d scrawled to honor you, above us all 50 came the whining hum your craft out of sight wing and roar sailing over. ...

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