About 30 years ago, I was a competitive runner. During one of my training runs through the Forest Preserve, I heard the rumble of an airplane. Looking up, I saw a plane performing loops and dives, and I thought to myself, "Is that guy crazy? He's going to crash!" Intrigued, I ran over to get a better view and discovered it was an R/C plane.
I never finished my run that day; instead, I stayed transfixed for over abhor, watching the planes fly. When I got home, I told my wife about the experience, and she surprised me with my first airplane for my birthday - a Hobbico Superstar 40. Since then, I've been flying regularly. Today, I am an instructor and serve as our Club Secretary.
