Those familiar with my blog know of my fondness of model rockets. I'm not quite sure what business a middle-aged man has running around shooting off propellant-laced toys, but there you have it – – I'm a model rocket addict.
My interest in this started back in Louisiana when I was perhaps ten years old. I had very little money, but what I did have I typically gave to the local hobby shop in exchange for Estes kits and engines. My friends and I would always look forward to traipsing off to the elementary school playground and shooting them off.
Back then, I hungrily eyed one rocket with a built-in camera (with 35mm film, I think). The box shows the snapshot the rocket took from way up high. Of course, I imagine those who actually bought the rocket wound up with inscrutable blurs (after waiting a week for processing), but I confess I really longed for such a thing.