GINZO
 
 
I guess Racker was the first to call him Ginzo.
It could have been taken as a slight, yet it never was.
It was given with affection and it stuck.
He was not a big guy.
Rather small in stature, but such a fine person.
A great sense of humor, and he just seemed to invite practical jokes.
He had deep penetrating eyes.
He always seemed genuinely interested whenever someone spoke to him.
He left the squadron just before I checked in.
I still got to know him since he and Racker and KC,
Were all single and shared a house.
In the Navy, Ginzo was an NFO, not a pilot.
But flying was still his passion.
After leaving the Navy, he continued to fly as a Pilot,
Building time and obtaining his ratings.
Around '85 or '86,
I was flying as a 727 captain for a night freight outfit.
Ginzo called me to see if I would help him get an interview.
I was happy to oblige.
However, before that came to fruition,
He was able to land a seat with a major airline.
Probably ten or twelve years passed before our trails crossed again.
We met on the employee bus at PHL one evening.
I had since gotten an airline job myself.
But after 10 years I was still a first officer and
Ginzo was a 727 captain.
It was really great to see him.
Yet, I was envious of his captain stripes.

On a brilliant blue September morning,
I watched over and over and over,
The banking 767, fly into that majestic tower.
Finally, numb with disbelief and sorrow, I understood,
I needed to turn off the TV and never watch that sequence again.
It wasn't until the next day that I learned........
......It was Ginzo's plane......
There is nothing else to say.
He was a spectacular guy.
He had a love for life and an exceptional career.
After the days I knew him,
He became a loving husband and father.
But on that day in 2001,
Ginzo gave more than anyone of us should have to give.
He took with him a huge part of us all.
I am privileged to have known him, even for such a brief period.
Now, we miss him and the many others of our industry,
Who gave everything.... at that instant.... when,
A flying career.... was transformed....
From an everyday exhilarating experience....
To a life-long hole in the heart.
These days, we all continue,
To routinely take steel and aluminum into the air.
We fly in their honor and memory.
And we are gifted, as we work,
To be able to reach out and touch the face of God.
Even as we absorb the absence of their physical presence,
Ginzo is right here in the cockpit with us.
With those understanding eyes, that infectious grin
His great sense of humor.
And his Wings and Heart of Gold.
 
Seawolf
4/27/2006