The Sig Komander is where RC started for me. Out of the Army, through college, a young family, and a couple of years of control line, I visited a school grounds on a Sunday afternoon where RC flying was happening and the seed of passion was sown.

A few months later, Santa had World Engines radio gear under the tree and during the winter of '75, my first RC build was a Komander.

My sweetheart in the picture has been gone now for twenty six years and that lad is now forty three and there have been dozens of planes between then and now. Children of the Komander fill my memory and some of them the memory of my transmitter. The Komander pictured below was a patriarch, spawning many offspring.

The journey includes many good times, much building pastime, accumulated hours of flying and friendships going back forty three years