Formation buddies

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My buddy Perry sent this one;




Two 90-year-old guys, Perry and Tony, had been friends all of their lives.

When it was clear that Perry was dying, Tony visited him every day.

One day, Tony said, "Perry, we both loved flying formation in our planes all our lives, and we've been flying since High School. Please do me one favor; when you get to Heaven, somehow you must let me know if there's Formation Flying Club there."

Perry looked up at Tony from his deathbed, "Tony, you've been my best friend

for many years. If it's at all possible, I'll do this favor for you." Shortly after that, Perry passed on.

At midnight a couple of nights later, Tony was awakened from a sound sleep

by a blinding flash of white light and a voice calling out to him,

"Tony, Tony.."

"Who is it?" asked Tony, sitting up suddenly. "Who is it?"

"Tony -- it's me, Perry."

"You're not Perry. Perry just died."

"I'm telling you, it's me, Perry," insisted the voice.

"Perry! Where are you?"

"In Heaven," replied Perry. "I have some really good news and a little bad news."

"Tell me the good news first," said Tony.

"The good news," Perry said, "is that there is a Formation Flying Club in Heaven.

Better yet, all of our old buddies who died before us are here, too.

Better than that, we're all young again. Better still, it's always springtime, and it's never foggy and the winds are always light and right down the runway. And best of all, we can fly formation all we want, and we never get tired doing it."

"That's fantastic," said Tony.. "It's beyond my wildest dreams! So what's the bad news?"

"You're flying lead on Tuesday."