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500th Bomb Group, 73rd Wing Honor Roll
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Frank Farr & Merseburg, Germany
"Lili Marlene" The Song!
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Frank Farr Poetry "November 2, 1944", "Old Men And The War", " Merseburg"
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Airmen Medal Of Honor Memorial
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Ivan Fail's "D Day, The Normandy Invasion"
B-29 Crew Positions & Specifications
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C. Clayton Thompson Bookseller
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Ivan Fail "The Eighteen Wheeler's Hymn"
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Lompoc Veterans Memorial Building with photo album
Ivan Fail's "Against All Odds - Mission Complete"
Ford Tolbert by Sallyann
Ford Tolbert Pictures
A Tribute to Lt Raymond "Hap" Halloran
Lt Raymond "Hap" Halloran
Colonel Gregory "Pappy" Boyington, USMC, The Black Sheep Squadron
Lt Halloran Eulogy for Colonel Boyington
Omori POW Camp
Ivan Fail's "A Salute To Lt. Holguin"/ "Shoo Shoo Baby"
Great Bend, Kansas B-29 Memorial
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March 9 and 10, 1945 Over Tokyo
Lt "Hap" Halloran on March 10, 1945
General Earl Johnson
General Earl Johnson Biography
313th Bomb Wing Mining Missions
Lt Robert Copeland, copilot, Z Square 8
Pyote Bomber Base With A Photo Album
History of "Diamond Lil" With A Photo Album
History of "FIFI" With A Photo Album
"Hap" Halloran induction Combat Airman Hall of Fame
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Hap's Memorable Flight On FIFI
C. Douglas Caffey, A WW2 Veteran, Book Of Poetry
C. Douglas Caffey Collection Of Poetry
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C. Douglas Caffey on Post Traumatic Stress Disorder
C. Douglas Caffey With More on PTSD
C. Douglas Caffey Memorial Day Flying The Flag
C. Douglas Caffey Saying Goodbye To America
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Cpl Ira Hayes, USMC
Battle of Okinawa
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Japanese Surrender
Navy Ships At Surrender Ceremonies
Ivan Fail's "The Saga Of The Superfortress"
Ivan Fail's "The Silent Sentries"
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C. Douglas Caffey

MOTORCYCLE POETRY
by C. Douglas Caffey

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MOTORCYCLING
 
Memories of the past fly by
on two wheels by Honda
or Triumph, or BMW
revealing the wild blue yonder;
The rush of the open air,
the smell of the country-side;
the joy of being free,
as onward we ride!
The time spent on the cycle,
the memories of the ride;
the glory of being together,
with my bride by my side.
The miles fly by with ease,
like the flowing of a breeze.
Sights and sounds are free,
and nothing compares to these.
Up over the Continental Divide,
with my hand on the throttle;
my raingear in the saddle-bag,
along with water in the bottle!
Springtime in the Rockies,
the black BMW raring to go,
leaving behind the City of Denver,
and all other sites below!
On to California's Lake Tahoe,
of breath-taking view,
Where all beauty abounds
just waiting for you!
Then speeding like a bullet
across Nevada's barren sand,
Taking HiWay number eighty
into Utah's promised land!
 
The big rigs are Rollin mighty fast,
belching diesel smoke and flyin' low;
on past Wendover on the Utah line
to the Great Salt Lake and a cup of joe!
Visit a while, then back in the seat
of that black BMW machine,
Still raring to hit Wyoming
before the sun sets on Rock Springs!
Breakfast of ham and eggs,
and a stretching of the legs.
Then fast forward to Cheyenne
Where Plains Indians took a stand!
Good-bye HiWay eighty
and catch HiWay 25 South;
Rollin' back into Denver
in time to feed my mouth!
Wipe the Beemer down gently,
and put her in the stall;
One more trip completed
and that's all, you all!
 
C. Douglas Caffey

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ON WINGS OF GOLD
 
Now there is a two-wheeled thing
Called by Honda, a Gold Wing!
It was made for fun galore
With cylinders four!
Smooth as silk, they say
And she was that all the way.
She never let me down
In country or in town.
Many, many miles we spent together,
In fair and stormy weather.
Through snow in the Rockies high,
Wearing rain-gear to keep me dry!
There was a trip with hail and all,
When the icy stuff began to fall,
Bouncing off helmets along the way.
I still remember it today!
With four two-somes out to ride
In Colorado's Valleys wide.
We had fun along the way
in spite of hail that day.
'Neath the wings of an old aeroplane
Parked under a shed,
We huddled together for warmth,
and wished for a bed!
That day will never come again,
for we've all grown old,
and the hail still falls,
and is still cold!
But our memories are still alive,
Though the Gold Wing's gone;
We remember the tune
and have forgotten the song!
 
From Wolfe Creek Pass one snowy day
The Gold Wing made her way,
Back to the city known as Mile High,
With rain-gear to keep us dry!
The Wing never missed a beat,
In Winter's snow or Summer's heat.
She topped the mountain passes
Like a herd of wild asses!
 
To Trail-Ridge Road
She'd carry the load,
and never complain,
in snow or rain!
What a faithful friend was she,
both to my wife and me.
She'd always start right up
Rairin' to go like a playful pup!
Gold Wings never die!
They're like ghost-riders in the sky!
On they roll across the land,
on pavement or on sand!
Gold Wings go to heaven by and by,
yet to get there they never die.
They're made so well
You'd never find one in hell!
If you see the Japanese
who made one of these,
salute him proudly and say,
All hail to the USA!
There's something about a Wing,
That's never a thing.
Wings are livin' things with lungs of four,
If you have one, you'll want more!
Turn her loose on HiWay 70 West,
over the pass doing her best;
Through Eisenhower tunnel going strong,
On to Dillon with a song!
Head on to Vail,
in rain or in hail,
She'll carry the mail, my friend,
All the way to Glennwood's Inn!
Want to say "hello" to Grand Junction?
She'll do it with great unction,
like a trusty steed, stay in the saddle,
the one you mount on and straddle!
Want to head on West to Utah's 15,
Then on to Vegas
on your knees,
and then to Los Angeles!
Hi-Way one-0-one
In the California sun!
On to Hi-Way number five;
Man alive! It's Oregon!
Turn her East again and spend the day
In Idaho's fair Boise.
The Wing knows the way
to make Jackson Hole in a day!
She never tires; just give her some gas,
She'll tale you over the pass,
all the way cross Wyoming's sky,
and on into Denver's Mile High.
Put her to bed!
This Wing's not dead!
She'll hit the road tomorrow
without a twinge of sorrow!
 
C. Douglas Caffey
Still love those Wings!

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TRIUMPHING ON A TIGER
 
Now there was a blue Triumph,
A Tiger, by name,
Who could eat up a mountain and
Evey curve she'd tame!
No two-wheeler was her equal.
In mountain or plain.
She was a purrin' Tiger,
True to her name!
On curves she excelled,
As her exhausts ex-haled.
She clung to the road,
No matter the load!
A "dream-machine" was she,
And she buzzed like a bee.
Her stinger was always out,
Passing others with a shout!
This mighty twin was eager to please,
Just gran the throttle and squeeze.
No foolin' around, this baby would fly;
Straddle her saddle and prepare to die.
From jolly old England she came,
On some slow freighter, no doubt.
Then a long train to Denver,
Where she waited about!
Into the show-room came a man and his son;
Said the son to his dad,
There are two,
And both of them blue!
That's one for me
And one for you!
So help me,
That's true!
Twin Triumph Tigers,
And both of them blue.
How can I tell which is for me,
And which is for you?
Two Tigers in the stall
Side by side.
Let's straddle the saddle
And let's take a ride!
This the father & son often did,
Riding side-by-side,
On twin Tiger's of blue;
One for me, the other for you!
Up Coal Creek Canyon
Twisting the Tiger's tail,
"Slow down dad
Or we'll land in jail!
 
The Tigers ride well together,
In all kinds of weather;
And the father and his son
Had so much fun!
Two Tigers of blue,
One for me, one for you!
Up over the Continential Divide,
Father and son, side by side!
Those were the glory days!
Now gone from view,
And gone are the Tigers,
Both of them blue!
The son is now grown
And the father is old
And twin Tigers of blue
Have both been sold!
What would I give
Again to live
With my son by my side
And two Tigers to ride?
Memories die hard
and sons grow up;
Whay can't "old dogs"
Again be pups?
Tears fill my eyes
When I consider the prize
of a pair of blue Tigers
Where somewhere they've died!
Somewhere in the 'wild blue yonder'
I don't want to straddle a Honda,
God, I'll be pleased to receive the keys
To a blue Triumph Tiger, please!
And heaven will be a perfect place,
With my son by my side,
On a pair of blue Tigers, Forever to ride!
 
By C. Douglas Caffey
Poem was written years after we
bought the pair of blue Tigers.
Written 2-14-2001
 
This a true account in every way.
The Triumph Tiger was the sweetest
bike to ride in the Rocky Mountains,
Denver, CO where we then lived!
 
There is more to this story.  If interested
e-mail me (before I die) at
I'm 81 years old so if you e-mail me after
I die, I'll have to send you the
new address!
   

The story is true in every respect.  Our blue Triumph Tigers were exactly alike, and both were 750 Twin cylinders. The Triumph Twin was the very best bike in the mountains of Colorado.  We rode them in rain, snow, and hail also on dirt roads with winds blowing forty to fifty miles an hour. They never let us down; no wind screens, no electric start, but they usually started with just one kick.  A true joy to ride.  I hate to think that they have died. The handling was superb, especially in the high mountains of Colorado. Those were the days!  Doug . . .

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