Letters to My Granddaughter, No. 99
[November 2, 2024] The small model plane engine was really loud as it sputtered to life. Dad and I readied the control-line model airplane to fly that early Saturday morning. Neither of us had any experience flying model planes, and stupidly, I’d purchased a high-powered model, the most difficult to fly. My Dad’s advice before takeoff was, “flaps… Read More »