Starting off, a few scattered impressions: the children happy and engaged all over the place, the wide boyish and girlish smiles on everyone over fifty, the mesmerizing artworks that fly, the joking and cutting up that wears out a mouth from laughing, the fields of green (and mud alas from our cars and a bit of rain), the flying skill of many, the generous spirited competition-- where else can we enter a Norman Rockwell painting for real and feel authentic.
Windy Urtnowski gave a great speech on accepting his election into the AMA Hall of Fame (is that what they call it). He talked about how he got into the hobby as a boy of seven. Firemen in the neighborhood flying scientific models taught him, gave him their broken planes to take home, repair and make his own. They working with him, relating to him. Windy's passion for building and flying and friendships originating there. If lucky it begins when we're kids, right? Watching Windy fly or Dan Banjock grinning ear to ear, I know the value of this so called hobby. Windy talked about being seven again, innocent, excited and creative, every day as he builds and flies and meets friends. At Brodak's we collectively help the spirit to happen, we help pass it on.
Wordsworth said, "getting and spending we lay waste our powers," (hope the quote's right), well, isn't it fine and valuable to have an avocation (or dedication) that puts life's balance back where we can feel a bit of peace on earth and good will to all.
John and Buzz throw this shin dig yearly. They do it in the best spirit of hosting a party. We all feel their welcome. Many, many assist for free to make it happen. The children who tend to be an honest judge of mood, play freely and happily all over the place, on their best behavior, flying CL at age six, in among us stumbling clumsy adults, wide smiles on the children’s faces or deep inward looks... the kids tell you where it's at.
So friends and prickly curmudgeons, share some positive thoughts. For the good and welfare of the hobby we love and the people we know.
Dennis