Angels of Light: Beyond the Veil
By Mark Vance
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A cocky, wisecracking, commercial airline pilot has a surreptitious, lifelong relationship with the apparition of a dead relative, killed decades earlier in a military plane crash. When the apparition urges the pilot to solve the mystery of that crash, government censorship and stonewalling ensues, eventually surmounted by confidential information provided by entities disguised as the pilot's dead relative and murdered comrades.
Mark Vance
Mark A. Vance is a veteran airline captain for a major US airline, with over 20,000 flying hours. He also has C-Suite experience as the President/CEO of a successful capital management firm. https://twitter.com/MarkAVance1
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Angels of Light - Mark Vance
ANGELS OF LIGHT
Beyond the Veil
By
Mark A. Vance
PART I
GUARDIAN ANGEL
Chapter One
Masquerade
"And no wonder, for Satan himself masquerades as an Angel of Light." 2nd Corinthians 11:14
It’s the Summer of 1969, and three-year-old Steve Lacey is decades away from attaining anything resembling spiritual discernment. At present, he is immersed in pushing a toy wooden airplane across the floor of his grandparents’ living room in Shelby, North Carolina. Young Lacey stares in fascination at the U. S. Air Force markings and watches the pilot’s head spin around and around, as he forces the wheels to turn faster and faster. Nearby, several adults are talking about a deceased relative named Ray, and the mysterious airplane crash that took his life years ago. Their discourse is disjointed and at times rambling, but it eventually turns to Ray’s Service Bible, and how a man living in England near the crash site, found Ray’s Bible and returned it to the Wilkins family. None of the adults are able to offer a reasonable conjecture that might explain how such a small, fragile item survived unscathed in the flaming wreckage of Ray’s World War II bomber.
Young Lacey is unburdened by such weighty concerns as he recklessly pushes the toy airplane at breakneck speed across the soft carpet. In the room with him, but not heard by the adults, a disembodied, beguiling voice begins to cautiously engage him. The spectral voice is male, calm, deliberate, and intensely alluring. It counsels him about the need for caution around all airplanes, asserting that, anomalies in an airplane sometimes foster sad consequences.
The ghostly, disembodied voice behind the peculiar declaration identifies itself as Ray, and continues nurturing the child’s attention for the next several minutes. Ultimately, it summarizes its other-worldly mission by boldly proclaiming to three-year-old Steve Lacey that it will be with him all of his life, especially whenever he is flying a real airplane. The youngster is unmoved by the other-worldly proclamation and continues interacting exclusively with the toy, although slightly less aggressively in response to the ethereal warning. It will be decades before Steve Lacey hears the idiom, anomalies in an airplane
again. When it recurs, the source of the message will be a three-dimensional apparition identifying itself as James Tyree, command pilot of the Black Hameldon Bomber, Uncle Ray’s airplane.
Five years later, eight year old Steve Lacey is visiting his great-grandparent’s (Ray Wilkins parent’s) farm in Shelby, North Carolina for the very first time. Raised in the city, he has no farm experience, and has never been exposed to such a rural environment. It is a real working farm in Western North Carolina, and as a male, he is expected to participate in all the daily chores. With no consideration for his age or city upbringing, his great-grandfather, Grandpa Wilkins, rebukes him sharply for failing to properly milk a semi-confused and rather stubborn dairy cow. Wilkins is a man engrossed in the workings of his family farm, with little patience for children or city folk. He is also a man that suffered unimaginable heartache as a result of losing his oldest son, Ray, in the war, but none of that is apparent, or matters, to his great-grandson this hot Summer afternoon. In the eyes of Grandpa Wilkins, Steve is just a bungling child, incapable of performing even the simplest farm task without continuous and sometimes harsh correction.
Dejected, Steve is committed to leaving the Wilkins farm immediately, as he retreats to the farmhouse, seeking reassurance from his mother. The living room of the small, wood frame farmhouse is filled with adult relatives, but he remains determined as he states openly and unequivocally that he wants to leave. In response, his great-grandmother, Grandma Wilkins (Ray’s mother) intervenes, takes him by the hand and begins showing him around her home. Her efforts to distract him are not immediately successful, but his attention is soon drawn to a picture on the wall of several men in front of a World War II bomber. Grandma Wilkins notices his instant fascination with the picture and states proudly, That’s Ray and his crew!
as he continues staring wide eyed at the black and white picture. It reminds him of his favorite television show, 12 o’ clock High, and he struggles to separate fantasy from the family reality about to unfold in front of him.
His mother, Joyce Lacey, joins the conversation, assuring Grandma Wilkins that her son’s interest in the picture is predicated on the 12 o’clock High television show. She then begins to clarify to him, exactly who his great-grandmother is referring to.
Ray was your uncle, your grandmother’s brother,
she states succinctly, as he nods and without hesitation pointed to his Uncle Ray among the nine men in the picture. He then asks innocently, Where is Ray now? I can hear him, but I almost never see him.
What?
his mother exclaims with a start, taking him by the hand and leading him away from the picture.
Where is he now?
he repeats, as his mother tries desperately to distract him and ignore the question.
He’s gone, honey,
Grandma Wilkins replies sadly, the twinkle in her eye fading as she speaks.
Gone?
he counters, sensing something is radically wrong. But he can’t be gone! He talks to me all the time!
Oh, my!
Grandma Wilkins exclaims as she recoils at the pronouncement and stares at him in awe for several moments. Slowly, the twinkle in her misty blue eyes begins to return.
"He’s really interested in airplanes! It’s just like his favorite television show, 12 o’clock High to him!" Joyce Lacey stammers, trying desperately to put Uncle Ray’s mother at ease.
Smiling knowingly, Grandma Wilkins then leans forward and pats him on the head, gazing curiously into his eyes.
He talks to you?
she prompts, as he nods innocently. Is … is he all right?
she asks cautiously.
Yes!
he exclaims. He says I’m going to be a jet pilot when I grow up!
Both of the women are dumbfounded and unnerved by the eerie revelation as they stare at one another in shock, but neither utters a sound. Moments later, Grandma Wilkins is inspired to take him by the hand and lead him to a small bookshelf in the corner of her dining room. His mother follows hesitantly, a few steps behind. Upon reaching the bookshelf, Grandma Wilkins retrieves a small, well-worn Bible and holds it to her heart before declaring, This is Ray’s Bible. It was with him on all his missions and also when he died. A man in England sent it to our family. He discovered it near Ray’s airplane. Someday, Ray’s Bible will be yours. Ray would want you to have it.
He reaches out and carefully touches the small, mysterious sounding book. The immediate sensation of something supernatural is undeniable, even at such a tender age. He feels positive energy emanating from its binding and notices that the look of apprehension has completely disappeared from his mother’s face.
Moments later, Grandpa Wilkins enters the small wood frame farmhouse, offering his great-grandson a pronounced and unmistakable scowl. Still leery of his great-grandfather, Steve then asks innocently, Is this book’s power strong enough to work on Grandpa Wilkins?
Oh, probably, but he’s pretty set in his ways,
Grandma Wilkins replies, still displaying the pronounced twinkle in her eyes and offering him a comforting smile that he will always remember.
In the early Summer of 1981, New Orleans Lakefront Airport was alive with activity. For fifteen year old Steve Lacey, this was destined to be a historic day. The training syllabus for his flying lesson today stated rather matter of factly, First unassisted solo
, a decidedly anticlimactic billing for such a monumental event. His flight instructor, Robbie Akin, was obviously taking great pains to mirror the nonchalant billing on the training syllabus, as he jokingly asked him, Do you think you can get the airplane around the pattern without killing yourself?
Before Steve could respond, Akin felt his pulse and declared, Don’t worry, young man, apprehension is normal!
prior to imparting a plethora of last minute instructions and much-needed encouragement.
After Steve landed the small Cessna unassisted for the third time in a row, Akin ordered him to taxi the tiny aircraft to the side of the runway.
Okay, that’s good! I’ll get out here!
he declared.
Moments later, Robbie Akin exited the Cessna, turned and grasped Steve’s hand with a firm good-luck handshake, before departing from view. After watching his instructor depart, Steve carefully latched the door closed, and then slowly scanned the tiny cockpit. He had never felt more alone at any time in his life as he began taxiing the nimble little trainer for his first unassisted takeoff.
Suddenly, the seat next to him was filled with a very familiar, ethereal figure, Uncle Ray, who eagerly greeted him, implored him to relax, and then without hesitation began coaching and directing him like a stand-in flight instructor. Uncle Ray also began unleashing a tidal wave of encouragement, including the well-rehearsed mantra that Steve longed to someday become a jet pilot. What began moments before as his first unassisted solo flight, filled with apprehension and semi-dread, quickly morphed into a beautiful, shared experience with a trusted angelic friend, relative, and fellow airman.
We’ve been waiting for this moment for years! You know you can do it! You’ll be just fine! All you have to do is concentrate and do exactly what I tell you!
Uncle Ray declared, as Steve listened in speechless reverence.
There’s a first time for everything. No need to worry. It’s just another step on your path to success. You want to be a jet pilot someday, don’t you?
Uncle Ray continued prompting.
I do want to be a jet pilot,
Steve echoed.
Well then?
Uncle Ray urged, as Steve began recovering from the initial shock of his uncle’s ghostly presence and started performing the mandatory engine run up.
I’m just here to help. Relax … everything is going to be fine,
Uncle Ray offered reassuringly, as Steve nodded in silence and struggled to successfully complete the before-takeoff checklist.
Minutes later, taxiing onto the runway for takeoff, the sensation of having Uncle Ray beside him on his supposedly first unassisted solo flight was transformed into the memory of a lifetime. The first unassisted solo flight is an enormous milestone in any aviator’s life, not something shared or experienced by another person. Sharing this experience with Uncle Ray completely alleviated all of his trepidation, as he carefully pulled back on the control wheel and the little Cessna trainer staggered into the air.
Okay, now I have to get this thing back on the ground. My life depends on it,
he declared, as the little trainer climbed slowly to pattern altitude.
I’m right here. Nothing bad is going to happen. Just concentrate, and do exactly what I tell you,
Uncle Ray prompted, as they began circling the traffic pattern for his first solo landing.
Carry a little extra power on this one. Keep the nose up. Easy … easy,
Uncle Ray encouraged, as the little trainer touched down smoothly and Steve manually lowered the elevator pitch trim and applied full power for the touch and go.
Not bad,
Uncle Ray encouraged, as the little Cessna climbed back up to pattern altitude.
Minutes later, following his second successful solo landing, Steve was feeling completely at ease, and actually enjoying himself as he and Uncle Ray flew around the traffic pattern together. Uncle Ray emphasized repeatedly that he would always be there whenever Steve needed him, and that he would never have anything to fear in an airplane.
After five successful solo takeoffs and landings, Steve slowed the aircraft to a full stop and taxied carefully toward Robbie Akin, his awaiting flight instructor. At this point, Steve was thoroughly enjoying the experience and hesitant to see it all end. The reality of what had just transpired had not yet settled in his consciousness.
This is where I leave you,
Uncle Ray stated very matter of factly. Remember … you’re going to be a jet pilot someday,
he reminded him one more time, before vanishing into thin air.
As Steve approached his awaiting flight instructor, Robbie Akin was grinning from ear to ear. His instructor opened the aircraft door and exclaimed, Congratulations!
shaking his hand again and climbing back into the right seat of the tiny cockpit. Steve’s mood was more reflective than jubilant, as he taxied the aircraft to the parking area, shut down the engine, and slowly began to contemplate what just occurred. He was well aware that it hadn’t really been an unassisted first solo flight at all. Uncle Ray had been next to him the entire time, coaching, encouraging, and directing him. With the apparition of his deceased uncle in the right seat next to him, he had just successfully flown around the traffic pattern five times. For a brief moment, he wondered whether Uncle Ray’s perpetual coming