I remember taking off in a Cessna 190 from a grass field outside of Tulsa, Oklahoma, then landing in Cincinatti to refuel then having a cheeseburger, fries, and a coke at an airport diner. (1959? 1960?)

I remember building a Carl Goldberg flying wing and painting it with multiple thick heavy coats of PURPLE Aero Gloss dope (there's nothing that smells quite as heavenly as Aero Gloss dope). I think I know why they call it 'dope'.........the fumes melt your brain and turns you into a dope.

I remember my first flight on an American Airlines 707 back in 1968 - the wings flapped as we taxied on the tarmac.