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Now THIS is a home
airport
Bill Walker
4/7/2005
Huggins Memorial Airpark at
Timmonsville, S.C., is long on flying history and short on
formality. For visitors, that means it takes about five
minutes to go from introductions to a first-name basis with
regulars at the airfield (58J), which lies directly beside
S.C. Highway 76 on the outskirts of Timmonsville in the Pee
Dee area near Florence.
The personality of one man, M.B. "Dusty" Huggins II,
dominates the history of the field. Huggins carved out a 30-
by 1,400-foot strip on the site in 1931. Over the next 40 or
so years, he taught more than 150 people to fly and helped
popularize general aviation in South Carolina.
Today, Huggins Memorial's runway is 150 by 3,675 feet of
well-manicured grass. The place is run by M.B. Huggins III,
whom everyone calls Sonny. "There are currently 40 planes
hangared here," he says. "We have every kind of plane from
Tri-Pacer to T-6 to Nanchang CJ-6. I think we've got the
most planes of any grass strip in the state."
There is also a small airpark with a number of houses at the
end of the field. "But we have always completely maintained
the field and the lights," he says.
On a recent Sunday afternoon, Huggins welcomed visitors and
a dozen or so regulars to the main hangar, which is packed
with memorabilia from nearly 75 years of Huggins family
flying experiences. There's a comfortable corner with easy
chairs and a couch where most of the hangar flying is done.
Sonny's wife, Bettie, is usually at his side, while
designated airfield chef Billy Parker is never far away.
Parker is responsible for the delicious chicken bog meals
that regularly draw a good turnout of visitors.
"People here remember Mr. Huggins," said Bettie, as she
stood by the memorial marker at the entrance to the field.
"His spirit is still here."
Sonny Huggins noted his father, who was named to the South
Carolina Aviation Hall of Fame in 1995, pioneered crop
spraying in North Dakota. "He went there in the early 1940s
to Grand Forks," he said. "He laid the first swath of dust
in the Red River Valley. That's how he got the name Dusty,
from crop dusting." Dusty Huggins also sprayed thousands of
acres in his native South Carolina over the years.
In the 1950s Dusty Huggins began flying for the State Law
Enforcement Division (SLED). "He found more than 10,000
liquor stills while searching from the air," Sonny said,
noting his father logged more than 31,000 hours before he
died in 1973.
Sonny Huggins succeeded his father in the cockpit for SLED
and served 28 years as a state law officer. When he retired
five years ago, he was honored for flying more than 11,000
hours for the state and was credited with finding more than
250,000 marijuana plants during drug suppression flights.
Sonny's logbook totals nearly 18,000 hours, including 10
years flying as a crop duster. He now works as an
observation pilot for the Georgetown County Sheriff's
Department.
HANGAR FLYING
The group at Huggins Memorial is always enlivened by the
appearance of Legrand Ham, a pilot, aircraft builder and
storyteller who was taught to fly by Dusty Huggins in 1958.
After years of building airplane models, he built a kitplane
in 1996. "It's a Team Minimax and I've put 800 hours on the
plane and had eight forced landings," he explains.
"See Legrand if you want to talk about real flying
adventure," interjects one Huggins regular.
"I'll admit, I've gone down a few times," Ham says amid loud
chuckles from his friends in the hangar. "But every time the
Lord gave me somewhere to go." His unplanned landing sites
include a cow pasture, a wheat field, a cotton field and an
access road. He prefers to call his forced landings "motor
outs," as all have come because of failures in the Subaru
car engine that powers his Minimax.
Another regular is Sonny Brown, a great nephew of Dusty
Huggins, who flies his 60-horsepower Aeronca Champ from the
field. Sonny Brown, like Sonny Huggins, lives at the field
and does most of the grass cutting. Brown also owns one of
the most unique aircraft on the field, a World War II BT-13
basic trainer.
The BT-13, not so lovingly called the Vultee Vibrator by
pilot trainees, is the only one remaining of four military
planes bought from the government by Dusty Huggins as war
surplus. "My dad took two of them to North Dakota. The other
planes sat out front of the hangars here for years," Sonny
Huggins notes. "Only one of them is left and my nephew Sonny
owns the plane."
Brown's BT-13 is a rarity. Records indicate 11,537 BTs of
all types were built, but only about 100 remain, with about
half that number in flying status. Brown's plane is not
airworthy.
Perhaps the most unusual thing at the field is a barber
shop. It's operated by Frank Keo, an Isle of Palms, S.C.,
resident who cuts hair Tuesdays through Saturdays. "He was
born here," Sonny Huggins said, "and Daddy let him have
space for the barber shop on the field."
TRAINING GROUNDS
Longtime flyer Bobby Weatherly proudly shows off his 1952
Tri-Pacer and talks about being taught to fly by Dusty
Huggins more than 50 years ago.
"Mr. Huggins was a very good instructor," he said. "He had a
natural feel for flying an airplane. But he did not take to
the adage that negative reinforcement was bad. He would slap
you behind the head. Still, he'd solo a student as quickly
as anyone."
Another claim to fame for Huggins Memorial: Stock car racing
great Cale Yarborough, a Timmonsville native, flew from the
field. "Cale and I bought a J-4 Cub Coupe for $700 and flew
it from here," Weatherly recalls.
Gerold Ellsworth, an instrument instructor, notes that
Huggins Field, with Florence Regional Airport nearby, is a
perfect place to provide instrument training. "You can take
off without complications and immediately begin instrument
work and approaches for Florence," he notes.
Crop sprayer Billy Price also works from the field, carrying
on the Huggins Memorial agricultural tradition with his Ag
Cat. He also helps maintain aircraft, including Sonny
Huggins' Cessna 182.
Sonny, of course, flies from the field to and from his work
with the Georgetown County Sheriff's Department. His
ambition is to equal his father's dedication to law
enforcement and flying.
"My dad flew until the day he died," he says. "He put the
plane in the hangar and died 12 hours later and I'm going to
do the same. I just want to fly until I can't do it
anymore."
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