A guard approached, asking cameras be put away. The observers objected, saying I gave them permission! I had to explain to them that I don’t mind photos being taken of the car, but I don't make the rules for the airfield area and that they should listen to the security man. (Trying to keep cameras from clicking on the time machine is like throwing candy into a classroom and asking the kids not to grab some. The guard certainly had his work cut out for him, and I apologized for the trouble.
The gathering went smoothly. Stanchions were set out to keep the car safe. Many guests had 'authorized' photos taken with the car, and they spoke to us about about Parkinsons. Although the evening was a free party for guests, and we didn't solicit donations on this particular occasion, several insisted on making a contribution to our cause after sharing their own stories about PD.
Oh yes, and there were fancy cookies shaped like airplanes!