Alec Pettifer Biography
Like many of us, I have fantastic memories of building and flying simple balsa airplanes and model rockets with dad as a kid. We’d fly them (or attempt to) in a big field behind grandma’s house as the sun set on long summer evenings. Tall grass, lighting bugs, and the sound of cicadas seem ever-present in those memories. A lot of hope and excitement was invested in those toys, but success was rare and fleeting. I’m not sure what we were doing wrong, but the experience was nonetheless magical.





