Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Neptunus Lex

Neptunus Lex is gone. Naval Aviator, adventurer, patriot, the man who never poked fun at T39 drivers, who listened, who learned, who left a contrail of memories, stories and wisdom behind.

The crash was yesterday. Though retired from active duty, he was flying as a civilian contractor, so the news said it would investigated by the DOT and NTSB Go-Teams. Laura B. and other bloggers may have more news coming up.

For myself, I can only leave these meager words and when able, lift another toast to his memory.

Captain LeFon, it was an honor.

And shouldn't I have,
knowing that this might be the last,
raced my craft around the sky once more,
just to feel the stick clasp my hand back,
joined in the thrall,
dancing with the wind
waltzing with the blue
knowing that never after should I feel so free,
so sure in risk, so sure in this, my calling
taming this sky with the pride of experience.
my future just a glint in the horizons
I hurl myself up to meet my fate---



  1. Damn! I wasn't aware of him or his blog until today.

    I missed much it appears.

    To say he was a good man would be an understatement.

  2. You. And him. Together, led me out of the darkest, deepest hole of my life. Grateful would be an understatement. I hurt bad today and it's not going to go away any time soon. But, today, while I mourn, I also celebrate the incredible healing power of those who "paint with words." You two are kindred spirits Brigid. Keep painting. Stephen

  3. DAMN, DAMN, DAMN.... I've read Lex for a while now...and...Damn!

  4. The blogging community, and mankind as well, are greatly diminished. Thank you for helping put things in their proper perspective, as always.

  5. Brigid,

    I am so sorry for the loss.


  6. Damn.

    All I can think of is that old saying, every man dies; not every man lives. He was an example in many ways. We need men like him who know how to live, and how to speak of why that's so important.

    Requiescat in pace. Et lux perpetua luceat eis, amen.

  7. Wow!

    Very sorry to hear about this. I've enjoyed reading him for the past few months.

    He made some cockpit video from the driver's seat of his Kfir that was worth watching. Nothing spectacular, mind you, just a man that knew his business.

    (son of a naval aviator)

  8. I'm sorry for your loss, and prayers for he and all who knew him.

  9. I have to agree with Stephen when he say that you and "Lex" are kindred spirits. I get the sense that somehow the freedom to soar through the boundless beauty of the air unleashed in both of you a way with words. Or your way with words allow you to take flight with zeal.

    Stephen, I've read some of your work and enjoyed your photographs, you should publish more often. IMHO

  10. Damn is right.

    Your blog is usually the first I read at night as it is listed first in my favorites "Blog" directory. (Just worked out that way when I organized them, but I'm glad I did.) Lex's is near the bottom, but I read it as much as i do yours. What a shock.

    As a retired USAF aviator (C-130 FE) I tend to flock towards the aviation-related blogs, but have learned so much from both of you.

    May God be with his family, and thank you for letting us know.

  11. I am very sorry of this loss to you, to his other readers, to those who would have yet discovered him.

  12. My condolences. I was not aware of his blog or him until now.

  13. Sympathy and condolences to his family and friends.

  14. May he rest in peace and may his words live on forever.

  15. Sorry to hear that... sometimes it surprises me as to how well we get to know someone we've never met...

    Dann in Ohio

  16. My condolences. I did not know him, but you did. And from what I see, you choose your friends wisely. He has left a legacy.

  17. I thought that you might have know Lex. You are kindred spirits.
    We are all less for his death, but more for his life.

    "Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth,

    And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;"
    Not my words but better than I can write. R.I.P. Neptunus Lex.

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  19. Do not go gentle into that good night,
    Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
    Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

    Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
    Because their words had forked no lightning they
    Do not go gentle into that good night.

    Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
    Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
    Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

    Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
    And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
    Do not go gentle into that good night.

    Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
    Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
    Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

    And you, my father, there on the sad height,
    Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
    Do not go gentle into that good night.
    Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

    God Bless, Skipper

  20. I first started reading Lex in about 2004. I was on the road working for a railroad contractor. I found it to be something that could put even my days in perspective.
    I still consider it the best blog, I have ever read and I always will.

  21. Danger Room had a piece on the accident report and a tribute to your friend today. Its rare for them to say nice things, usually snarky. Worth a look.


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