Cecil was killed when his airplane went into a stall while practicing peel off and crashed
Raymond Cecil came to gladden the lives of his parents Garrel and Bessie Robins LaFollotte, 22 years ago May 18, 1920. From his early boyhood he gave evidence of a resibable trait, that of manly kindness towards all. His parents moved from Eagleville to Cainsville when he was small, and with exception of short summer vacations spent with his grandparents, Joseph and Hattie Robins, his many Eagleville friends did not have the pleasure of mingling with him until 1937. Then his parents took up their residence in Eagleville. Raymond was then an attractive young man and, unconsciousley by his clean and upright mode of living, won the love and and respect of all. In every walk of life, at home, at school, on the street mingling with the public- truth, honor, and virture existed in every act. How much his young life meant! What a beautiful thought to know God does not measure things by years! The priceless lagacy of a mission here on earth so nobly filled will ever be a beautiful memory. Having completed high school at Eagleville in 1938, he aspired to be a pilot in the U.S. air corps and enlisted Sept. 19, 1939. He made rapid progress. After his graduation at the advanced flying school, Kelly Field, Texas Sept. 16, 1942, he spent a few weeks in special training at Salt Lake City, then was sent to Blyth, Calif., where the fatal accident occured Oct. 24, 1942 while piloting a bomber.
Raymond had visited home only a few weeks before, and how thrilled he was to recieve his silver wings and be ready to serve his country! During his visit he told his mother how near he seemed to God while mounting skyward and the thrill it gave him as he saw the earth receding. How fitting is the following written by John Magee, R.A.F. piolt officer killed in England at the age of 19:
"Oh! I have slipped the surly
bonds of earth
And danced the skies on laughter-
silver wings;
Sunward I've climed and joined
the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds-and done
a hundred things
You have never dreamed of-
wheeled and soar and swung
Hight in the unslit silence.
Hovering there,
I've chasesd the shouting wind
along and flung
You have never dreamed of-
wheeled and soared and swung
Hight in the unslit silence,
Hovering there,
I've chased the shouting wind
along and flung
My eager craft through footless
halls of air.
"Up, up, the long delirious
burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept
heights with easy grace,
Where never lark, or
even eagle flew.
And while with slient, lifting
mind I've trod
the high untrespassed sanctity
of space,
Put out my hand and touched
the face of God."
Soon after his visit, this happy young soldier was carried in a flag-draped casket into the home where he had said fond goodbyes only seven weeks before. The last rites were held at the Methodist Church of Eagleville in the presence of one of the largest crowds ever prestent there on an occasion of this kind. The rites were impressive, and the selection, "He Wears a Pair of Silver Wings," sung by Miss Bernardine Mirgon, brought tears. The burial was in Oaklawn cemetery, Cainsville, where a military service was held. A large crowd attended. There his body lies in a beautiful city of the dead near the scenes he loved. The last echo of taps sounded from the hills, sweet and clear- exemplifying Raymond's life.
To our good friends, Garrel and Bessie, the brother Randall, fond grandparents, Joseph and Hattie Robins, Mrs. Laura LaFollette and other loved ones, let us assure you that you do not weep alone. We feel that the presence of friends, their handclasp and sympathy, and the profusion of lovely floral offerings have made known to you the kinship of human hearts and Christ-like impulse to help. Let us strive to think of him as having passed through the dark passage leading to a brighter room where the noble work he began on earth will be perfected.
Written by a close family friend Mytrle Richardson.
Raymond Cecil came to gladden the lives of his parents Garrel and Bessie Robins LaFollotte, 22 years ago May 18, 1920. From his early boyhood he gave evidence of a resibable trait, that of manly kindness towards all. His parents moved from Eagleville to Cainsville when he was small, and with exception of short summer vacations spent with his grandparents, Joseph and Hattie Robins, his many Eagleville friends did not have the pleasure of mingling with him until 1937. Then his parents took up their residence in Eagleville. Raymond was then an attractive young man and, unconsciousley by his clean and upright mode of living, won the love and and respect of all. In every walk of life, at home, at school, on the street mingling with the public- truth, honor, and virture existed in every act. How much his young life meant! What a beautiful thought to know God does not measure things by years! The priceless lagacy of a mission here on earth so nobly filled will ever be a beautiful memory. Having completed high school at Eagleville in 1938, he aspired to be a pilot in the U.S. air corps and enlisted Sept. 19, 1939. He made rapid progress. After his graduation at the advanced flying school, Kelly Field, Texas Sept. 16, 1942, he spent a few weeks in special training at Salt Lake City, then was sent to Blyth, Calif., where the fatal accident occured Oct. 24, 1942 while piloting a bomber.
Raymond had visited home only a few weeks before, and how thrilled he was to recieve his silver wings and be ready to serve his country! During his visit he told his mother how near he seemed to God while mounting skyward and the thrill it gave him as he saw the earth receding. How fitting is the following written by John Magee, R.A.F. piolt officer killed in England at the age of 19:
"Oh! I have slipped the surly
bonds of earth
And danced the skies on laughter-
silver wings;
Sunward I've climed and joined
the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds-and done
a hundred things
You have never dreamed of-
wheeled and soar and swung
Hight in the unslit silence.
Hovering there,
I've chasesd the shouting wind
along and flung
You have never dreamed of-
wheeled and soared and swung
Hight in the unslit silence,
Hovering there,
I've chased the shouting wind
along and flung
My eager craft through footless
halls of air.
"Up, up, the long delirious
burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept
heights with easy grace,
Where never lark, or
even eagle flew.
And while with slient, lifting
mind I've trod
the high untrespassed sanctity
of space,
Put out my hand and touched
the face of God."
Soon after his visit, this happy young soldier was carried in a flag-draped casket into the home where he had said fond goodbyes only seven weeks before. The last rites were held at the Methodist Church of Eagleville in the presence of one of the largest crowds ever prestent there on an occasion of this kind. The rites were impressive, and the selection, "He Wears a Pair of Silver Wings," sung by Miss Bernardine Mirgon, brought tears. The burial was in Oaklawn cemetery, Cainsville, where a military service was held. A large crowd attended. There his body lies in a beautiful city of the dead near the scenes he loved. The last echo of taps sounded from the hills, sweet and clear- exemplifying Raymond's life.
To our good friends, Garrel and Bessie, the brother Randall, fond grandparents, Joseph and Hattie Robins, Mrs. Laura LaFollette and other loved ones, let us assure you that you do not weep alone. We feel that the presence of friends, their handclasp and sympathy, and the profusion of lovely floral offerings have made known to you the kinship of human hearts and Christ-like impulse to help. Let us strive to think of him as having passed through the dark passage leading to a brighter room where the noble work he began on earth will be perfected.
Written by a close family friend Mytrle Richardson.
Cecil was killed when his airplane went into a stall while practicing peel off and crashed
Raymond Cecil came to gladden the lives of his parents Garrel and Bessie Robins LaFollotte, 22 years ago May 18, 1920. From his early boyhood he gave evidence of a resibable trait, that of manly kindness towards all. His parents moved from Eagleville to Cainsville when he was small, and with exception of short summer vacations spent with his grandparents, Joseph and Hattie Robins, his many Eagleville friends did not have the pleasure of mingling with him until 1937. Then his parents took up their residence in Eagleville. Raymond was then an attractive young man and, unconsciousley by his clean and upright mode of living, won the love and and respect of all. In every walk of life, at home, at school, on the street mingling with the public- truth, honor, and virture existed in every act. How much his young life meant! What a beautiful thought to know God does not measure things by years! The priceless lagacy of a mission here on earth so nobly filled will ever be a beautiful memory. Having completed high school at Eagleville in 1938, he aspired to be a pilot in the U.S. air corps and enlisted Sept. 19, 1939. He made rapid progress. After his graduation at the advanced flying school, Kelly Field, Texas Sept. 16, 1942, he spent a few weeks in special training at Salt Lake City, then was sent to Blyth, Calif., where the fatal accident occured Oct. 24, 1942 while piloting a bomber.
Raymond had visited home only a few weeks before, and how thrilled he was to recieve his silver wings and be ready to serve his country! During his visit he told his mother how near he seemed to God while mounting skyward and the thrill it gave him as he saw the earth receding. How fitting is the following written by John Magee, R.A.F. piolt officer killed in England at the age of 19:
"Oh! I have slipped the surly
bonds of earth
And danced the skies on laughter-
silver wings;
Sunward I've climed and joined
the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds-and done
a hundred things
You have never dreamed of-
wheeled and soar and swung
Hight in the unslit silence.
Hovering there,
I've chasesd the shouting wind
along and flung
You have never dreamed of-
wheeled and soared and swung
Hight in the unslit silence,
Hovering there,
I've chased the shouting wind
along and flung
My eager craft through footless
halls of air.
"Up, up, the long delirious
burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept
heights with easy grace,
Where never lark, or
even eagle flew.
And while with slient, lifting
mind I've trod
the high untrespassed sanctity
of space,
Put out my hand and touched
the face of God."
Soon after his visit, this happy young soldier was carried in a flag-draped casket into the home where he had said fond goodbyes only seven weeks before. The last rites were held at the Methodist Church of Eagleville in the presence of one of the largest crowds ever prestent there on an occasion of this kind. The rites were impressive, and the selection, "He Wears a Pair of Silver Wings," sung by Miss Bernardine Mirgon, brought tears. The burial was in Oaklawn cemetery, Cainsville, where a military service was held. A large crowd attended. There his body lies in a beautiful city of the dead near the scenes he loved. The last echo of taps sounded from the hills, sweet and clear- exemplifying Raymond's life.
To our good friends, Garrel and Bessie, the brother Randall, fond grandparents, Joseph and Hattie Robins, Mrs. Laura LaFollette and other loved ones, let us assure you that you do not weep alone. We feel that the presence of friends, their handclasp and sympathy, and the profusion of lovely floral offerings have made known to you the kinship of human hearts and Christ-like impulse to help. Let us strive to think of him as having passed through the dark passage leading to a brighter room where the noble work he began on earth will be perfected.
Written by a close family friend Mytrle Richardson.
Raymond Cecil came to gladden the lives of his parents Garrel and Bessie Robins LaFollotte, 22 years ago May 18, 1920. From his early boyhood he gave evidence of a resibable trait, that of manly kindness towards all. His parents moved from Eagleville to Cainsville when he was small, and with exception of short summer vacations spent with his grandparents, Joseph and Hattie Robins, his many Eagleville friends did not have the pleasure of mingling with him until 1937. Then his parents took up their residence in Eagleville. Raymond was then an attractive young man and, unconsciousley by his clean and upright mode of living, won the love and and respect of all. In every walk of life, at home, at school, on the street mingling with the public- truth, honor, and virture existed in every act. How much his young life meant! What a beautiful thought to know God does not measure things by years! The priceless lagacy of a mission here on earth so nobly filled will ever be a beautiful memory. Having completed high school at Eagleville in 1938, he aspired to be a pilot in the U.S. air corps and enlisted Sept. 19, 1939. He made rapid progress. After his graduation at the advanced flying school, Kelly Field, Texas Sept. 16, 1942, he spent a few weeks in special training at Salt Lake City, then was sent to Blyth, Calif., where the fatal accident occured Oct. 24, 1942 while piloting a bomber.
Raymond had visited home only a few weeks before, and how thrilled he was to recieve his silver wings and be ready to serve his country! During his visit he told his mother how near he seemed to God while mounting skyward and the thrill it gave him as he saw the earth receding. How fitting is the following written by John Magee, R.A.F. piolt officer killed in England at the age of 19:
"Oh! I have slipped the surly
bonds of earth
And danced the skies on laughter-
silver wings;
Sunward I've climed and joined
the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds-and done
a hundred things
You have never dreamed of-
wheeled and soar and swung
Hight in the unslit silence.
Hovering there,
I've chasesd the shouting wind
along and flung
You have never dreamed of-
wheeled and soared and swung
Hight in the unslit silence,
Hovering there,
I've chased the shouting wind
along and flung
My eager craft through footless
halls of air.
"Up, up, the long delirious
burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept
heights with easy grace,
Where never lark, or
even eagle flew.
And while with slient, lifting
mind I've trod
the high untrespassed sanctity
of space,
Put out my hand and touched
the face of God."
Soon after his visit, this happy young soldier was carried in a flag-draped casket into the home where he had said fond goodbyes only seven weeks before. The last rites were held at the Methodist Church of Eagleville in the presence of one of the largest crowds ever prestent there on an occasion of this kind. The rites were impressive, and the selection, "He Wears a Pair of Silver Wings," sung by Miss Bernardine Mirgon, brought tears. The burial was in Oaklawn cemetery, Cainsville, where a military service was held. A large crowd attended. There his body lies in a beautiful city of the dead near the scenes he loved. The last echo of taps sounded from the hills, sweet and clear- exemplifying Raymond's life.
To our good friends, Garrel and Bessie, the brother Randall, fond grandparents, Joseph and Hattie Robins, Mrs. Laura LaFollette and other loved ones, let us assure you that you do not weep alone. We feel that the presence of friends, their handclasp and sympathy, and the profusion of lovely floral offerings have made known to you the kinship of human hearts and Christ-like impulse to help. Let us strive to think of him as having passed through the dark passage leading to a brighter room where the noble work he began on earth will be perfected.
Written by a close family friend Mytrle Richardson.
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