Chuck Robards, 78, a long-time consultant with Frasca International, died on November 29 after a protracted battle with cancer. Robards wrote this letter shortly before his death.

“During my career in aviation, I have experienced only one forced landing. It was not difficult. The glide began at 8,000 feet, solid IFR. I broke out at 500 feet, and there was only one field to choose from. Things worked out nicely that first time, yet I know I have one more forced landing waiting for me. I believe at this stage of my life, I am ready for it. Will it be a hasty no-power, no-options, straight-ahead steep turbulent descent to a hard touchdown? Or will it be a soft peaceful glide? Whatever, for this final glide, I ask only for a grassy field set aside long ago for old fliers. Even though it looks small, I know I will make it. I see the ‘Rainbow Bridge’ ahead with our faithful German shepherds, Rommel and Rieke, playing in the beautiful meadow, and I know what is waiting for me. With crossed aileron and rudder, I’ll slip a few inches over the fence. I’ll level off, then hold off with wheels skimming the grass tips. With yoke full back, lift fades, and then I am bumping and rolling across the beautifully sodded field. The propeller remains horizontal and still with no damage. I roll to a stop and slowly climb out. Suddenly I hear, ‘You really slicked that one on!’ I am with old friends. I look down at my feet and see four big German Shepherd ears looking up at me. I know my journey is finished. I have only to await the arrival of my best friend and copilot, Ann, and together we will wait for our children and loved ones, and our family will be complete again.”