~We toast our hearty comrades who have fallen from the skies, and were gently caught by God's own hand to be with him on High.~

~To dwell among the soaring clouds they've known so well before. From victory roll to tail chase, at heaven's very door.~

~As we fly among them there, we're sure to head their plea. To take care my friend, watch your six, and do one more roll for me.~
— Commander Jerry Coffee, Hanoi, 1968.