In Chicago, I am O'Hare,
The international airport.
I am reached by the world by air.
Biggest, busiest - brags I court.
My worst year was '79,
Taking off, Flight One Ninety One
Crashed into a runway of mine.
Hundreds on board - surviving none.
I got my name from a hero,
'Butch' O'Hare, the first flying ace
Who during World War II did go
To destiny in time and place.
ORD about me is what you see,
Cuz ORcharD Field I used to be.
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A wonderful tribute to a great hero of WW II who has an airport named after him - Chicago O'hara. Thanks for sharing the poem which I read with a lot of interest. Thanks. I got my name from a hero, To destiny in time and place.