Jurgis Dobkevičius (born March 23, 1900 in Saint Petersburg, died testing his own construction airplane Dobi-III in a crash June 8, 1926 in Kaunas) was a Lithuanian aviator and aircraft designer
Dobkevičius was a volunteer of Lithuanian Army and first officially recognised military pilot of Lithuanian Air Force, Commander of Air Squadron in 1920. He's known for outstanding memory—contemporary sources say, that he at the dinner table played one or two games of chess with any opponent without a board. Dobkevičius participated as reconnaissance pilot in Lithuanian-Polish War, completing 24 combat missions. After retiring from military service in 1923, Dobkevičius has studied at L'Ecole Superieure d'Aeronautique in Paris, graduating in 1925 and becoming first professional Lithuanian aircraft designer. Dobkevičius has designed a line of aircraft Dobi: Dobi-I, Dobi-II and the fatal variant, Dobi-III.
Jurgis Dobkevičius was buried in Panemunė Cemetery.
Dobi-I is a plane designed by Lithuanian aviator Jurgis Dobkevičius and the first airplane of Lithuanian design. Jurgis Dobkevičius started designing and building Dobi-I in 1921, and it was first tested by its designer in July 1922. Soon new models Dobi-II, and Dobi-III followed. The single Dobi-I prototype was damaged in an accident beyond repair on 1 December 1925.
There's war in the heavens
Rebellion on high
the son of the morning
Descends from a black sky
Severed and broken
His wings burned to dust
His coverings of diamonds and gold
In a moment in time dissolve to rust
Thunder and lightning
Shatter the night
The dragon of darkness
Appears cursed by the keeper of the light
The dark is chosen
The scroll has been sealed
Hidden in verses of prophets
His face is revealed
Songs of glory
Shout across the land
I can take you there
Child of mine, take my hand
Down through the ages
The story's been told
The daughter of wisdom
Beguiled by the serpent of old
Born into sin in a valley of thorns
Torn from enchantment and
Tossed into the eye of the storm
Heaven's garden
Made by God for man
This is paradise
Child of mine, take my hand
Glory to glory
Sin after sin
The rider of death
Pushes on to the place where
The battle must begin
Songs of glory
Shout across the land
This is paradise
Won't you take my hand
Heaven's garden
Made by God for man
This is paradise
Child of mine, take my hand
Oh, take my hand