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We found this poem painted on a wall in the USS Lexington.
The Maintenance Man
The pilot is everyone's hero. He is brave, he is bold, he is
grand As he stands by his battered old airplane, His goggles and
helmet in hand.
But, for each of these flying heroes There are thousands little
renowned. The men who work on those airplanes, Keeping their feet
on the ground.
We all know the name of Lindbergh As we've read of his flight
into fame. But think, if you can, of his maintenance man; Do you
remember his name?
And think of the wartime heroes And all the acclaim that they
got, Can you tell me the names of their crew chiefs? A thousand
to one you cannot.
Now, pilots are highly trained people, And wings are not easily
won; But without the work of the maintenance man, A pilot would
march with a gun.
So, when you see that powerful aircraft, As it makes its way
through the air, Remember the man with the wrench in his hand.
He's the one who put it up there. --Unknown
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