June Crawford Sanders
Bio Note: Born in East Texas, currently living in Northern California, almost a hermit on a beautiful mountainside, I love writing, reading, music, family, friends, camping and travel. I'm working on a chapbook. I am very much enjoying and getting to know this community of writers.
Cloudy with a chance of bluebirds
Robins and woodpeckers arrived yesterday Canadian geese came by in February- the earliest I remember - they will be back by September When will you? Lilac and lightning bugs because lavender And old lace has already been done But I have lilac here in the mountains And butterflies when they come You want to stay the night? We’ll light a candle, make a fire Sing and dance until we tire, but never Of each other, there is much to say What we’ve seen and done and dreamed When did we lose our way? You pop the corn and I’ll make fudge Play our favorite old records, eat in bed Talk of music we love and books we’ve read And push away the cold How soon can you be here? “There’s a storm across the valley” But “country roads” can’t take us home “Poems and prayers and promises” Shooting stars, wildwood paths to roam How many John Denver songs to heal a heart? I, like a bird out in the elements singing Without provocation or reason, fly Like a bird sensing a change in seasons Not waiting around to see where The snow may fall. Do you like to fly?
"A man can't just sit around"
is what Larry Walters told the reporter after his two-hour flight when asked why he did it. Piloting a Sears patio chair powered by 45 helium- filled weather balloons, wearing a parachute, packing a pellet gun, a CB radio, sandwiches, soft drinks, and a camera, in 1982 Larry rose to about 16,000 feet, eventually entering federal air space near Long Beach airport, where he was sighted by TWA and Delta Airline pilots. Shooting a few balloons he began a slow descent until the balloons’ dangling cables caught in a power line, causing a blackout in a Long Beach neighborhood for 20 minutes, but also allowing him to climb down to the ground where he was arrested by waiting members of the LAPD. Regional safety inspector Neal Savoy said, "We know he broke some part of the Federal Aviation Act, and as soon as we decide which part it is, some type of charge will be filed. If he had a pilot's license, we'd suspend that. But he doesn't.” Larry said, "If the FAA was around when the Wright Brothers were testing their aircraft, they would have never been able to make their first flight at Kitty Hawk". Larry, whose dream since early childhood had been to someday fly, could never understand afterward, why people laughed at him. He quit his job as a truck driver, gave motivational speeches, hiked the San Gabriel Mountains and did volunteer work for the United States Forest Service before shooting himself in the heart in Angeles National Forest, October 6, 1993.
©2021 June Crawford Sanders
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