August 1955. Flight was from NYC to Los Angeles on a TWA flight, DC6 was the plane. My parents moved the family from Poughkeepsie, NY to LA. Mom, Dad, myself (almost 5 years old) and 7 month old sister. One stop in Chicago. In those days it was rare for a transcontinental flight to have only one stop. I remember wanting to get off the plane to see the airport in Chicago, but when we started down the stairs, it was so windy, that Dad made me go back on the plane. Like many others have said, flying used to be "fancy" and fun, now it is a chore, but I still fly.
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