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| Memories & Reflections From Ian Shippee |
I had the privilege of being at the Aerodrome when the 160 Gnome Camel made its
debut flight, and instantly fell in love with it. I built a rubber powered Camel and
brought it with me on my next visit, and saw Cole at the fence by the announcer's
stand. He had an eye patch on from his stroke, and as a little kid I was afraid to go
up and talk to him, but I did anyways. He was very happy to talk to me, and
complemented me on the model. He told me that I should make sure to write the
date I completed it on it and not to "set it on fire and throw it out a window" if it didn't
fly. Then, he signed the landing gear. I did what he told me, and the plane did fly
very well until I over-wound the rubber band and it snapped and broke a few of the
formers on the inside. I hung it up over my bed with the broken elastic. That winter,
it suddenly fell down. Oddly enough, that same day was when my father had read
in the Atlantic Flyer that Cole had passed away. I decided then to paint it to match
his camel exactly, and I re-hung it in my bedroom again. It hasn't come down since
without me taking it down.
debut flight, and instantly fell in love with it. I built a rubber powered Camel and
brought it with me on my next visit, and saw Cole at the fence by the announcer's
stand. He had an eye patch on from his stroke, and as a little kid I was afraid to go
up and talk to him, but I did anyways. He was very happy to talk to me, and
complemented me on the model. He told me that I should make sure to write the
date I completed it on it and not to "set it on fire and throw it out a window" if it didn't
fly. Then, he signed the landing gear. I did what he told me, and the plane did fly
very well until I over-wound the rubber band and it snapped and broke a few of the
formers on the inside. I hung it up over my bed with the broken elastic. That winter,
it suddenly fell down. Oddly enough, that same day was when my father had read
in the Atlantic Flyer that Cole had passed away. I decided then to paint it to match
his camel exactly, and I re-hung it in my bedroom again. It hasn't come down since
without me taking it down.
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