Every flyer who ventures across oceans to distant lands is a potential explorer; in his or her breast burns the same fire that urged the adventurers of old to set forth in their sailing-ships for foreign lands. Riding through the… — Jean Batten Copy Share Image
Although he's sailing the seas and i'm home he, never leaves my mind, hes always there, and never will he fade away. i'm at home waiting now and i'll be at home waiting when he arrives again. — Kerry Haney Copy Share Image
