I would be lying, to tell you that I didn’t have thoughts of hanging up my helmet when I knew that Gerry was gone. I have lost too many friends to old airplanes. It is tough, and it hurts bad, to lose a friend like Beck. But weighing the risks and rewards, I look at the many great friends here tonight, and I know all of you because I fly old airplanes, but most importantly, it is because I fly old airplanes that I got to know Gerry, Cindy and Whitney, and call you my friends.