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Originally Posted by NY65912
I remember going through the terminal first time in 1964 while going with my family to visit Italy. We went first class on a 707. Pretty impressive as a 9 year old kid.
My wife and I live about a half hour away from JFK and plan on going to TWA for a night out.
I still have the in flight Polaroid the stewardesses took. We had to dress up. I remember my dad and I in suit and tie and mom and my sister in dresses and gloves.
I'd go back to that world in a fast minute.
Very cool.
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It's seems you and I had nearly identical experience of traveling in the '60s! Only I didn't have a suit at that age, my Mom put me in a blazer and tie. And was I ever cute! :-)
My Dad enjoyed air travel (in those days) and got a kick out of flying on the latest planes. I recall that he took us on a specific flight to Florida, just so we could ride in one of the first jets put into service. I don't recall what aircraft. I also don't recall the flight time from NY to West Palm, but it seemed a much shorter flight than the prop planes we'd flown in previous years. In a dimmer memory, I vaguely remember prop planes that stopped mid-way to Florida for fueling. Or maybe they stopped for some other reason and that's what my Dad told me.
Also, in that ebullient age of modernism, I remember our family driving an hour, just to see the Pan Am terminal. It had just been opened and I don't think it was serving flights, just yet. I think it was a balmy summer evening and I believe we parked right outside the building. I do remember that it was nearly empty, a few workers and other gawkers. And of course, no one bothered us. I suspect we could have walked anywhere in the whole place.
I don't think I'd go back to that world 'in a fast minute' but I could certainly do without much of the weirdness of today, which I find: not self-expressive, but just egotistical and, well, weird.