Dragged out some more photos from my early flying experiences. In 1958, my mom, two brothers and I flew from Oakland to Okinawa on a Constellation. Here we are hanging out with some other folks at the gate in Honolulu to get back aboard after a breakfast and refueling stop. I am the littlest guy.
We stopped at Wake Island for lunch and more fuel.
No photos at Guam because it was dark by the time we got there.