By 1953, a crosswind runway had been added, and the beginnings of suburbanization could be seen.
Flavio Madariaga, the architect of Flabob Airport, was one of the greatest scroungers of all time. A popular dictionary says that “to scrounge” is “to obtain by salvaging or foraging,” and that fits Flavio. Here is one example. In Riverside, on Magnolia near Arlington, where the streetcar line ran, was the Bluebonnet Drive-In. This was the real 40s and 50s American Graffiti drive-in, with car hops, bobby-soxers, guys with DAs and hot rods, and great malts and burgers. Here it is in its prime:
As the world goes, the streetcar tracks were torn up, the hippies replaced the bobby soxers, and the Blue Bonnet fell on hard times and closed. But Flavio was on the alert, and he bought the building and moved it over to Flabob. He removed the spaceship on the roof (actually, a support for floodlights), the neon, and the awning. Some of the windows were filled in. The building was grafted onto Hangar 6, making it a “lean-to” in airport talk.
And here it is in its current incarnation, serving as the office for our night security person. (And by the way, while we’re on the subject, does your airport’s night security person have a Ph.D.? No? Well, nyaah, nyaah to your airport.)
The painting is by Luz Maria Perez.