Model Airplanes

I have a fascination With things that can take flight Not so much with birds But gliders, planes and kites Then as a grade school kid Different kites I would build From string, sticks and newspaper And then fly them on the hill I thought gliders were “the thing” Then control line came along Short on cash and knowledge My planes all turned out wrong By the time I went to college I had learned to build one right We flew them on the baseball field We even flew at nigh We were living in Seattle In all that mist and rain When I took some lessons And learned to fly a plane The job I had with Boeing When this was going on Had me flying in the AWACS Some flights were all night long RC models was my bag When retirement came around Then I decided to give it up To make a Bluegrass sound