To give of one’s self: to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to have played and laughed with enthusiasm and sung with exultation; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived…this is to have succeeded. Ralph Waldo Emerson
Saturday, May 19, 2007
My first airplane flight...
I took my first airplane flight in 1951 at age 11 from the Nashville Airport (pic in rear)on an Eastern flight going to Atlanta. The plane was a Lockheed 1049 'super-constellation' with four engines You walked out the front door there and out to the plane and climbed the roll up steps to get inside. Things were a little different then. People wore suits back then as a flight was a big deal.
The plane has a interesting history if any cares to read about it.
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