Sunday, January 31, 2021
Wednesday, January 6, 2021
When people would say he was old as dirt, he would blush and say: No, but when I was born dirt was still pretty new. As a modeler, he was one of a kind. He wore a T-shirt that read: I'd rather eat worms than fly a Lanzo Bomber! He was always drawn to the most unorthodox looking models whether they be V-tailed, tailless or even canards. He was probably best known for Bunch Scorpions and Lancers and he had one approved design: the Sylph. At a minimum, the model had to look like it could carry a pilot and to that end, he had scale Taylorcrafts that could give a hot Playboy a run for the money. He never showed up with a pylon model or a polyhedral wing.
He was a perennial thorn in the side to some CDs because he could identify and exploit loopholes like no one else. Case in point, early on he realized that A-Texaco, with its 15 minute max, was little more than an engine running contest. So, he set about making a mockery of the event with a Cox .010 powered Rasssitoodus that could putter around in ground effect and then glide like clump of sod after maxing.
I visited him twice at his home in Carmichael. The whole house was a model shop except for one room. His disabled late wife had predeceased him by many years and her room was kept as she left it.