His brother remembered: "I was visiting Rod in California and [he] was building a replica of the Red Baron’s Fokker triplane. He couldn’t get the glue to hold on the top wing which kept flopping. Rod finally lost his patience, threw the model on the floor and stamped it into a few hundred pieces. ‘Rod,’ I asked, ‘why the hell do you even build those things if you get so frustrated?'"
“I do it to relax,” my father responded in perfect seriousness.
- quoted from his daughter Anne Serling’s “As I Knew Him: My Dad Rod Serling”

