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Post by bearcat on Mar 2, 2010 17:13:47 GMT -5
I sure would like to find my old planes from my teenage years. I was a very avid builder. I can think of at least 3 or 4 planes right off the top of my head that I built, and I know there are more that I'm not remembering. They were always rubber-powered free flight planes, covered in silkspan and painted nicely. Most of them flew very well too. I remember in particular a Curtiss Robin I built that was a real beautiful floater. My dad was building this 6-foot Cessna during most of my childhood. I can remember sitting on his lap as a toddler and watching him. When my parents got divorced, I faithfully kept his plane and planned on finishing the job. I remember the electronics used TUBE technology! And he was almost done with it too. All it needed pretty much was the skin. Not one single plane from my childhood is in existence any longer. When I went off to the Army, I'm pretty sure my mother probably threw everything away. I lost so much stuff. I even had a Fender Stratocaster, which she sold in a garage sale for $5 bucks. But if I had all my old planes, they'd be hanging from my ceiling in a place of honor. Darn... Now they only hang from the ceiling in my memories. Fond memories too. Sigh.
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