Friday, March 31, 2006

Re: Airplanes

I grew up very close to Love Field in Dallas, some might say deafeningly close. Could tell the time of day by the landing times of those hideously brightly colored Braniffs. (Remember those?) I was north of the airport so it was landings only for me from my house.

Anyway, as for the fascination, there was a restaurant built out at Love, not in the terminal just out on its own, with one of its entire walls made of glass...just so folks could go out and enjoy a meal watching, pretty nearby, the jets landing and taking off. It is long gone now and was pretty pricey in the 60s so we didn't often go, but I loved it.


Michael said...

My first flight was on a Braniff. Was in third grade. My little brother and I wore suits.

Scooter said...

That brings up a whole new subject... dress on flights.

I'm not cruchsy; I don't wear sandalls that expose my toes.

I was in about the 4th or 5th grade.

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