Being Rudolph Valentino

To celebrate Valentine’s Day, let me tell you a little bit about my wife. We all have to admit somehow, that being a modeler does not catapult us into immediate stardom. We do not embody the ultimate man, women dream of. We are not the chosen ones. Neither are we the gent that turns the […]

Bigger is Better!

I just got my hands on the NEW 1:32 Scale B-24J from HobbyBoss!

Once in a blue moon…not too often; but on occasion, I still get a visit from the Papilionoidea family in my stomach. For me to exclaim this and revealing publicly of having a soft underbelly, the reason must be one of extraordinary proportion and awe-striking visuals. Well, HobbyBoss’s newly released 1/32nd B-24 is one of […]

Reflections

Not too long ago, I found myself standing on a small hill, overlooking the vast rolling plains near Little Bighorn, Montana. In front of me, at a downward slope and in a disorganized pattern, were small headstones placed, where once, the courageous men of the 7th US Cavalry fell. When an outnumbered detachment of the […]

A Trip into Memory Lane

Occasionally, I receive a letter from a customer that just wants to say hi or express that he or she has been a lifelong customer from Squadron. Mostly it is a handwritten letter. That by itself makes it, to me that is, so much more appreciated. That someone in this day and age, with all […]

Shooting the Breeze

  I’ve been a modeler nearly all my life and that’s a pretty long time. It’s funny how when something captivates you as a child, it can have a lasting effect on the rest of your life, as it did on mine. I wonder if my mother would have brought home a sewing kit when […]

Picture Perfect

I never heard of the word “weathering” until I was in my mid-twenties. Believe it or not but until that time, if I observed a stray dust particle on my model, I freaked out! A fingerprint, which was worse, sent me up the wall! Even a slight sheen or a different nuance in paint, drove me […]

Styrene Athlete

Never was much of a sportsman. Played some soccer when I was a kid. Well, I was the goalie most of the time, so other than getting my knees dirty when I “dove” for the ball or leaning against one of the goal posts, there was not much activity taking place to grow some muscles. […]