The Mess

Midway 1960Growing up there was always a huge mess of model planes in the house, in various stages of completion. I loved the smell of the dope, that dad would paint onto the balsa wood frame, to adhere the silk to the wings. He would spend hours working on these creations, I could sit and watch him not saying much just being quiet together.

I have more photos of dad’s models but I’ll have to add them later when we get back around the country!