the price . . . On   May   6,   1981,   the   Advanced   Range   Instrumentation   Aircraft   61-0328   departed from   Wright-Patterson   Air   Force   Base   on   a   training   mission;   it   was   to   be   the   last flight. The aircraft crashed at Walkersville, Maryland, 21 souls on board. this site . . . This site is dedicated to the 21. Gone but not forgotten.
Aircraft 61-0328 Memorial
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Advanced Range Instrumentation
     United States Air Force
Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there; I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow, I am the sun on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there; I did not die. Mary Elizabeth Frye
the price . . . On   May   6,   1981,   the   Advanced   Range   Instrumentation Aircraft   61-0328   departed   from   Wright-Patterson Air   Force Base   on   a   training   mission;   it   was   to   be   the   last   flight.   The aircraft   crashed   at   Walkersville,   Maryland,   21   souls   on board. this site . . . This site is dedicated to the 21. Gone but not forgotten.
Aircraft 61-0328 Memorial
 ARIAMemorial.com Copyright © 2001-2017 Randy L. Losey All other works Copyright © by their perspective owners
Advanced Range Instrumentation
     United States Air Force
Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there; I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow, I am the sun on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there; I did not die. Mary Elizabeth Frye