(This is a little story I wrote, and posted on my first blog over ten years ago. I still like it hope you do too. Btw the above is my current model of the "SE5a")
In this post I recount from my childhood how one of my model planes
got loose in Prospect Park. It flew away,..disappeared. I had supposed
that it’s flying still decades later. By now over China or
Tibet,..should have put a message in it.
However my sister thinks that my birthday gift from dear aunt Agnes ran out of gas, and eventually crashed into the top of a tree. Where for all these years it has served as a nest for birds.
Wonderful thought.
I like this idea better than the “Flying Dutchman” model bi-plane. There’s a story or short video in this. A tale that begins where mine ends.
The cord snaps, and we see my 12 year old self receding away as the plane begins it’s new life. The WW1 model Royal Flying Corp SE-5a flies above, and past Prospect park. Summer tail winds add lift, and mileage. It soars above the city, over the Brooklyn Bridge, over Chinatown, and Greenwich Village, past Times Square.
By now the fuel is all, but gone. The prop sputters, and fails, but the warm updrafts from the city keep her going. She’s gliding on course for Central Park. Prospect’s more famous sister.
She Skims 51st street, past Columbus Circle, over the Sheep Meadow she goes. Till at last just past Bethesda Fountain my little plane slips into, and is entangled in the upper branches of an old oak.
Here begins her decades of service as a cozy nest for generations of blue jays, robins, and sparrows.
Stay Tuned.
However my sister thinks that my birthday gift from dear aunt Agnes ran out of gas, and eventually crashed into the top of a tree. Where for all these years it has served as a nest for birds.
Wonderful thought.
I like this idea better than the “Flying Dutchman” model bi-plane. There’s a story or short video in this. A tale that begins where mine ends.
The cord snaps, and we see my 12 year old self receding away as the plane begins it’s new life. The WW1 model Royal Flying Corp SE-5a flies above, and past Prospect park. Summer tail winds add lift, and mileage. It soars above the city, over the Brooklyn Bridge, over Chinatown, and Greenwich Village, past Times Square.
By now the fuel is all, but gone. The prop sputters, and fails, but the warm updrafts from the city keep her going. She’s gliding on course for Central Park. Prospect’s more famous sister.
She Skims 51st street, past Columbus Circle, over the Sheep Meadow she goes. Till at last just past Bethesda Fountain my little plane slips into, and is entangled in the upper branches of an old oak.
Here begins her decades of service as a cozy nest for generations of blue jays, robins, and sparrows.
Stay Tuned.
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