Well now Jim, if I remember correctly we first ran into each other about four years ago on a Friday night after you posted an open invitation on the Ubizoo boards to attend some coops you were willing to host for the community. I didn't know what coops were then. When I flew online it was dogfight servers on hyperlobby. Talk to strangers over the interweb!? That'll be weird but I bought a cheapy headphone and downloaded teamspeak. At eight o'clock that evening, lo and behold, a voice. A voice with an accent that went bewilderingly from Canadian into lowland Scots. We flew a lot that night. It was great fun. It was more than that, it was brilliant. There was only one call of "twenty seconds!" too. I seem to remember Jedi and Snacko turning up, possibly FT, and a few others who fell by the wayside. From the established Dogz Sid was there and Friar and Badaim too I think. Only found out later you were auditioning with a view to extending the empire!
Then a few months later when I realised that the fun and laughter of a group of pan-Europeans meeting their North American cousins and sharing a common interest could be had several times a week. It just had to be done. The first coop I flew with the Dogz I was wingman in a P38 to Erco whilst Smash flew around us inverted. A professional pilot and a high school kid in middle America, some five thousand miles from where I was sitting in the comfort of my own home. And the evening you managed to get Tail-Drag to fly with us? A real, veteran Hellcat pilot, a veteran of Okinowa. How cool is that?
Jim, for myself it's been four great years of evenings laughing, learning, swearing, drinking, joking. Often crying with laughter. In that time my eldest sons discovered girls and often brought them home to introduce them to their father, often to be found wearing a funny hat and shouting "Break, break!" at his pc. My dear wife; "I knew about the motorbikes and the wandering about at night but where did this thing with 'planes come from?" And of course meeting everyone at Duxford. That was the icing on the cake for me Jim.
So, as Friar would say, 'In the spirit of the Dogz' it's au revoir Jim but not good bye. The sky is blue my friend and the glass is half full.