I need to share this, because it’s become incredibly important to me.
I lost my father Saturday night to a massive heart attack.
He’d been feeling ill for 2 days prior, coughing and vomiting, and my mom finally told him he needed to go to the ER. She started to walk him out to the car, turned around to get her sandals, heard him say “Oh sh...” and when she turned around she saw him on the ground.
911 was called, they took him to the nearest hospital, but he’d already passed.
I wanted to post here because it was 5 or 6 years ago that my father started trying to fly RC planes, thanks to a friend of his who had gotten into it. My dad got me hooked, and I joined an RC club near where I lived in San Diego. I started flying quads before branching out into various fixed wing aircraft, and became a board member back in 2019 for the club.
My dad was the one who got me hooked.
The last time I saw my father, we got to fly together at the field, where I watched him perform his first ever loop with his Timber, his absolute favorite plane. I will have that, along with him visiting the field multiple times, smiling and sharing his 3D modeling knowledge with members, watching combat and night fly events, and just having a great time. He never felt like he belonged, but the people in the club made him feel welcome, and for that, I’m glad.
Godspeed, dad. You’ve earned your pilot’s wings now.
I lost my father Saturday night to a massive heart attack.
He’d been feeling ill for 2 days prior, coughing and vomiting, and my mom finally told him he needed to go to the ER. She started to walk him out to the car, turned around to get her sandals, heard him say “Oh sh...” and when she turned around she saw him on the ground.
911 was called, they took him to the nearest hospital, but he’d already passed.
I wanted to post here because it was 5 or 6 years ago that my father started trying to fly RC planes, thanks to a friend of his who had gotten into it. My dad got me hooked, and I joined an RC club near where I lived in San Diego. I started flying quads before branching out into various fixed wing aircraft, and became a board member back in 2019 for the club.
My dad was the one who got me hooked.
The last time I saw my father, we got to fly together at the field, where I watched him perform his first ever loop with his Timber, his absolute favorite plane. I will have that, along with him visiting the field multiple times, smiling and sharing his 3D modeling knowledge with members, watching combat and night fly events, and just having a great time. He never felt like he belonged, but the people in the club made him feel welcome, and for that, I’m glad.
Godspeed, dad. You’ve earned your pilot’s wings now.