Completing a tragic week, one of the Navy Blue Angels fell Saturday in Beaufort, South Carolina.
As a Pensacola native, I’ve stood countless times, sweltering in the heat on Pensacola Beach, forgetting my sunburn as the Blues roared overhead. Jet fuel and salt breeze, the spectators’ applause, and the blistering shriek as one of the Hornets raced by, daring fate. In a profession based around confronting extreme risk with beautiful skill, accidents are unmerciful.
Rest in peace, Lieutenant Commander Kevin Davis. You’ll be missed.
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