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Aviation Heritage Lincolnshire - Press Release

Aviation Heritage Lincolnshire - Press Release

John Gillespie Magee – 'The Pilot Poet' - Event Resume

The events of Saturday 10th and Sunday 11th December, 2011 organised by Aviation Heritage Lincolnshire (AHL) commemorated the seventieth (70th) anniversary of the mid-air collision over Lincolnshire, in which P/O John Gillespie Magee lost his life.

Pilot Officer John Gillespie Magee was killed  in a collision with an aircraft from RAF Cranwell on 11th December 1941 while Magee was serving with 412 Squadron Royal Canadian Air Force (RCAF) at RAF Digby and whilst he was dispersed to RAF Wellingore. He was just nineteen (19) years old and was buried with full military honours at Scopwick Cemetery near Digby aerodrome.

At the request of the Reverend Canon Hugh Magee, the brother of John, the weekend's events commenced with a short service and a private act of remembrance at Scopwick Cemetery on Saturday morning led by Reverend A T Coates RAF, Chaplain at RAF Digby. Accompanied by family and friends and around twenty (20) local villagers, Hugh Magee laid a wreath on his brother's grave. The Last Post was sounded in memory of P/O John Gillespie Magee and an honour guard of US Air Force, US Navy and Canadian Army personnel flanked the war graves in the cemetery.

On Saturday afternoon Roger Cole gave an informative and thought provoking talk about the inspirational pilot to more than seventy five (75) people in the Conference Room of the Lincoln Hotel. Some extracts from Magee's poems were read by Hugh Magee and Phil Bonner, with proceeds from the talk being donated to the RAF Benevolent Fund. In the evening AHL also hosted a dinner for invited guests at the Lincoln Hotel.

The Sunday morning service of Choral Mattins at Lincolns Cathedral included a commemoration of the 70th Anniversary of the death of John Gillespie Magee. Invited guests included the Lord Lieutenant of Lincolnshire, the High Sheriff of Lincolnshire, The Right Worshipful the Mayor of Lincoln, Air Chief Marshal Sir Stuart Peach KCB CBE FRAeS, representatives of the Royal Air Force, the Royal Canadian Air Force and Canon Hugh Magee, his wife and family friends.

During the service John Magee's poem “High Flight” was read by Alistair Blundy from Rugby School and Flight Lieutenant Ed Jackson from the Royal Air Force College Cranwell. A second John Magee poem “Per Ardua” was read by Flight Lieutenant Emma Gallagher from the Royal Air Force College Cranwell, after which Hugh Magee laid a wreath in honour of his brother.

After the service Hugh Magee re-laid the wreath in the Airmen's Chapel in the North Transept of the Cathedral. The guests attended a post service function in the Bishop's Palace opposite the Cathedral.

John Gillespie Magee was one of many Americans who broke his country's law on neutrality and crossed the border in 1940 into Canada and volunteered to join the RCAF. The events of this weekend highlighted Lincolnshire's North American aviation connections and they paid an emotional tribute to the 'The Pilot Poet' who wrote 'High Flight'. AHL is funded by an award of £436,000 from the Heritage Lottery Fund (HLF).

Hugh Magee lays a wreath at his brother's grave. The Last Post is played at Scopwick Commonwealth War Grave Cemetery, Saturday 10th December 2011. The wreath that was laid at the alter in Lincoln Cathedral.
Rev Canon Hugh Magee re-lays the wreath in the Airmen's Chapel at Lincoln Cathedral. Scopwick Commonwealth War Grave Cemetery, Saturday 10th December 2011. John Gillespie Magee's grave at Scopwick Commonwealth War Grave Cemetery.

The poem "High Flight"

 Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth
 And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
 Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
 of sun-split clouds, — and done a hundred things
 You have not dreamed of — wheeled and soared and swung
 High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there,
 I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
 My eager craft through footless halls of air....

 Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
 I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace.
 Where never lark, or even eagle flew —
 And, while with silent lifting mind I have trod
 The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
 - Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.



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