Many of us, UPSers, felt a drop kick to our gut while our eyes welled with tears as we scoured the internet to prove this a hoax.
Prayers, in memory for the lost and prayers for all of us.
As we learn of the loss, like falling dominos, may our silent prayers guide our pilots as their souls soar on angel’s wings on this final flight.
We offer comfort to those left behind, family and friends.
Let us not forget those UPSers, affected immediately...
Prayers to UPSCO BHM, those waiting to wing walk this flying machine to the platform loader...
...instead, picking up wheel chocks with huge a feeling of empty inside.
Prayers to the TT drivers, waiting for their ritual turn at the loader, the word slowly spreads as coffee cools and a single hand rises, shielding eyes as if it provided a better view of smoke on the horizon.
Prayers to all of us, once again reminders that today is precious and tomorrow my never come…