I should be working on my urbanism project.
But I do hate urbanism oh so very much, and today is an important day for world history and it can’t go by without mention. So let’s jump into it.
May 2nd 1892 was the day a legend was born! Well, he wasn’t really a legend back then. He was just a new born. But that wee bit of life grew up too son, and a few years later he became the top scoring ace of World War 1. We’re talking about the Red Baron himself, Manfred von Richthofen.
After researching everything I could about him for The Gryphon’s Odyssey, I grew really fond of his image and everything it stands for. I can’t help but keep May 2nd in my heart.
From what I gathered, Richthofen was a young man with an unquenchable thirst for thrill and action and who often got knocked down by his own ego. Throughout his life, he faced one of humanity’s bleakest moments with perseverance and a shockingly pleasant sense of humor that contributed him an endless amount of admirers from all over the world. Opinions about his character vary from “modest, humble hero” to “bloodthirsty murderer”, but I just like to see him as a great brother, a good son, a caring man towards his friends and – very important detail here – a dog person.
Seriously, he just loved dogs so much.
To me, he was just a boy who wished to fly and venture the endless blue without boundaries. Just like any pilot.
But he was also a soldier, and we all know what happens to soldiers. They grow bitter over time. They grow tired. They fall. They crash.
But I dare say he’d agree there’s no better ending for his story.