People don’t believe me when I tell them how it was to fly in the 1970s, how nice it was.
Flying was an occasion. People often dressed up. Like, tuxedos, or ball gowns, with big long trains. One flight—just a short hop from St. Louis to Nashville—I remember Mom leaning over and saying, “That’s called a hoop skirt. People wore them back in Civil War days.…
Keep reading with a 7-day free trial
Subscribe to The American Bystander's Viral Load to keep reading this post and get 7 days of free access to the full post archives.