This is dad with a trophy he had received for the model airplane on the table. My father loved flying and all aspects of it. He taught most of his children how to fly model airplanes. He used to teach the neighbor kids as well. He always had airplanes on his mind. The day I was born the doctor told him you have a baby girl, 8 pounds 8 ounces. Dad's words were, "8.8 Speed Prop. My lucky charm!" This picture was taken a few days after I was born. All his friends used to call me that when I went to the airport with him.