Visitors by appointment.
The collection is getting too big for the space, so we may have to seek new quarters soon. Perhaps we'll organize a fund-raising party, and the guests can dance among the aircraft to the tunes of Tommy Dorsey and Glenn Miller.
The earlier facility pictured below was built for me by my grandfather for the first Christmas I can remember in 1944. I don't remember playing much with the airplanes, but the hangar eventually got up-ended and used for the next decade as a toy box.