Madam Speaker, it is with great sadness that I come before the House to note the death of a leader in the civil aviation industry and a man familiar to many here in Congress. Mr. Ed Stimpson, who served as president of General Aviation…
Madam Speaker, it is with great sadness that I come before the House to note the death of a leader in the civil aviation industry and a man familiar to many here in Congress. Mr. Ed Stimpson, who served as president of General Aviation Manufacturers Association for 19 years, died at his home on November 25 in Boise, Idaho. Many of us in this Chamber recall that he was the driving force behind the General Aviation Revitalization Act which altered the liability of small aircraft manufacturers and led to a reinvigoration of the small aircraft industry in the United States.
After he retired from direct leadership of the association, he took on a new project, the ``Be a Pilot'' campaign that was designed to increase the population of student pilots in the United States. It was a great success, not only in enlarging the number of citizens capable of flying live aircraft, but also in providing a technological boost to the manufacturing industry that resulted in the design and construction of new and safer aircraft.
Later, he was named by President Bill Clinton to the International Civil Aviation Organization, a Montreal-based group that promotes safe aviation around the world. He served in that post with the rank of ambassador through 2004, and he was one of three ambassadors to be reappointed by President George W. Bush. His reappointment was indicative of the bipartisan approach he brought to all of his endeavors.
Ed Stimpson was also a recipient of the Wright Brothers Memorial Trophy for Lifetime Achievement. He was a great leader, a great friend of many of us, and he will be missed.
I would like to insert a personal reflection that was published in Seattle last week by a long-time friend of Ed's, Mr. Ted Van Dyk.
Our Good Friend, Ed Stimpson
(By Ted Van Dyk)
Ed Stimpson, a longtime leader in the civil-aviation
industry, died this past Wednesday in Boise. His obituary,
distributed via Associated Press from Boise and picked up by
other media, was maddeningly unsatisfying. It listed his
achievements as a U.S. ambassador, head of national civil-
aviation bodies, and leader of a general-aviation trade
association. But it gave no sense of his wonderful qualities
as a human being and of his meaningful civic and political
involvements.
Born in Bellingham exactly one month before I was, Ed
Stimpson was the son of a beloved physician and the oldest of
seven children. The hospital where both of us were born is
now named after his father. We grew up in hard times and
shared a firm commitment to the Democratic Party and its
agenda of the time. The president of our high school
Democratic Club was Sterling Munro, who later would serve as
Sen. Henry (Scoop) Jackson's principal assistant.
In 1962, when I was being released from a recall to
military service, a chance street-corner meeting with Ed led
to my being hired by the then-European Communities (the
present European Union). He was at that time representing the
Seattle World's Fair in Washington, D.C. At the fair he met
Dorothy Sortor, a Century 21 public-affairs officer, and
later married her. They were brought together, I always
thought, by Eddie Carlson, the driving force behind the fair
and a lifetime friend and sponsor of many of us who were
coming up at the time.
Later Ed went on to executive positions in government, in
aviation, and in business. While an officer of Morrison-
Knudsen, he and his wife Dottie bought a home in Boise which
was their home base thereafter. Ed and Dottie also helped
transform Boise from a conservative political bastion into
the state's Democratic stronghold. In 1972, when Jackson had
no chance of nomination, they campaigned hard for his
presidential candidacy. Later, when House Speaker Tom Foley's
reelection was threatened, they dropped everything and moved
to Spokane to help in what turned out to be a losing effort.
Ed's and Dottie's strongest and longest friends have
included Rep. Norm Dicks and his family, former Jackson chief
of staff Denny Miller, and former Warren Magnuson chief of
staff Jerry Grinstein. He and Dottie kept a photo album of
their outings with the Dicks family. (Other local friends
include two members of the Crosscut family, Peter Jackson,
son of Scoop, and Gene Carlson, son of Eddie Carlson). Beyond
politics, aviation, and the business world, Ed Stimpson had
an army of friends and admirers who had met him at various
intersections along the way. When he was diagnosed with lung
cancer several months ago (Ed had never smoked), e-mails
began flowing in great number among friends from all his
lives.
I called Ed when I got the news. He had found himself short
of breath while walking through the Denver airport and had
gone to his doctor for what he thought would be a routine
checkup. Later, the lung cancer spread to his brain.
As my own good luck would have it, I spent last Saturday
with Ed and Dottie at St. Luke's hospital in Boise. He was
heavily medicated. He argued unsuccessfully with his nurses
that he be allowed to dress and ``have lunch and conversation
at a more suitable place'' than at his hospital bed.
Characteristically, he talked not about himself or his
illness but about current public issues, his involvement in
an aviation-industry study, and his pride in his part in
strengthening the Idaho Democratic Party. Denny Miller
visited a day later. Then Ed was sent home to hospice care.
He passed almost immediately--spared, as it turned out, from
a long ordeal for him and for Dottie which might have
followed.
E-mails have flowed from the Stimpson network since his
passing. That is because he was held in such love and respect
by all whose lives he had touched. Over his lifetime he was
never known to speak cruelly or harshly about another person.
He preferred instead to make his own positive contributions
wherever he could. His integrity shone. He was the archtype
``other-oriented'' person, always seeking to help other
people and causes, never to advance himself. He was a good
and rare human being.