I’m writing this on a cloudy, windy, rainy day at home, and I’m doing what’s most suitable for a day like this: I’m sitting at my desktop computer and allowing the kindness of others who have forwarded to me several emails that will enable me to take a virtual trip through aviation’s yesteryear.
I began my rainy day diversions with a collection of black-and-white photos of days long past. The first one was an aerial shot of Newark Airport, circa 1960. On the ramp at the big old terminal building are a bevy of piston airliners, a scattering of early airline turboprops, and a New York Airways helicopter waiting to lift off in the foreground. In the background, I can nearly see myself in my new copilot’s uniform as I walked across that familiar stretch of concrete that led from the employees’ parking lot, a flight kit in one hand and a suitcase in the other, about to embark on the magical adventure of being an airline pilot in those days.
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