One Way Trip: Reminders Of How Travel Has Changed Since I Was A Kid (TRAVEL)
My first airplane ride was when I was nine-years-old. My mom brought the three of us kids special travel outfits, and while I don't recall specifics, I do remember shiny white patent leather shoes. The stewardesses were exotic, the food was delicious, and the whole experience was glamorous. We visited the cockpit, and wore our tin pilot wings proudly back to our seats.