William N. Janes, Sr


There was a time in Vietnam
I did not know my friends.
A newbie pilot there I was,
But God His blessing sends.

I knew a man in that far land,
To me he said, “Clear Right.”
He charged that sixty up for bear,
And stood ready for the fight.

This pilot stood in awe of him
And watched in disbelief.
He flew all day and worked all night.
I simply called him “Chief.”

There is no simple answer
To why I love him so;
I guess because he went with me
Where no one wants to go.

Author’s Note: I wanted to remember the special relationship between Aircraft Commanders and Crew chiefs in Vietnam, and especially mine.

Wino, this one is for you

November 4, 2007