My friend will fly forever

Last year I got to know Gregg Melde enough to know I would count him as a good friend forever. Forever in my thoughts; I will think of him every time I look up at the sky, at the white billowy clouds where we once flew. He loved flying and we went often. He showed me the Olympic Mountain Range, seeing it as though from the eye of an eagle soaring through clear blue sky. It will be forever that Connie and I think of Gregg as he shared with us his passion. His passing leaves a hole in our hearts, but he will live forever in our minds.

             
        Soar free from the bonds of this earth good friend.

Back again 2013

Dave Beckes

Hoorah! Back home in Washington, land of my forefathers and where our son Bryan was conceived. From 100 degrees in Arizona to 50-60 degrees here.
Where grey clouds embrace like an old friend, the green, gray and white of majestic Mountains bend low to kiss the blue waters, dappled with white sails, eagles catching silvery food; truly God's Country.
                                                                                          
Ferries from Coupeville to Port Townsend, Vancouver Island in the background. 

Photo taken while flying with friend Gregg Melde who has a lot here at Chimacum Evergreen Coho SKP Park.