My local club is just down the road and a part of our park system. Every so often they have a day out for kids. Planes are demoed, Hobby Lobby does a candy drop, and there are activities for the kids. On Father's day my wife said, "why don't you go do something you want to do". Not to shortly after she made that statement my Mojo .60 was repaired and ready for the flight line. Luckily they needed someone to keep flying as long as people were there and I happily oblidged! Thanks Brother Sloan from SEMNET for sending me a handy dandy patch kit for my birds. The Mojo .40 is next up on the block! The kids all had a great time (mine incuded) and I think we are all looking forward to the next one....Continue Reading
My Dad was quite a man. He ran hot rods in the 50's, was a Marine during the Korean war and was one of the first in his family to go to college. He stood 6 foot 5 and could run a bank, a truck dealership and the chamber of commerce during during the day and make friends in a biker bar at night... back when bikers were for real. My Dad was a rough, tough, straight talking type of fellow but he always had our backs and best interests at heart. I know a lot of what I am is because of him. I held his hand the day he died and I have missed him every day since. So raise a glass to my "Pop", Mr. Jim C. Graham. He was a hell of a guy and we all miss him.