They were flying Jennys back then, right Art? :DOriginally Posted by AAGold
Like many of you, I got my start at a young age. My father was a mechanic for TWA at JFK, and every summer, during his vacation, he would take me along when he went in to Hangar 12 to pick up his check (no direct deposit back then). He would always give me a tour of the hangar, and up into whatever aircraft happened to be there. I still remember the first time I saw a 747 up close, probably 1970 or '71. It was immense! Climbing up the stairs, sitting in the cockpit, and looking all the way down to the ground was incredible. I had already had my first aircraft flight by then - it must have been around 1968, as an 8-year-old. He got passes for the family, and we enjoyed a day trip, non-stop service from JFK to Hartford, on a Convair 880.
Around that same time, I think when I was about 9, I got my first camera, a Kodak 126 Instamatic (my father is also a photographer, although not so much these days). Along with all the usual family and vacation photos, I did shoot some aviation stuff, and one of these days I'm going to go through the stuff at my parents' house and find those pictures. Growing up, we would take one or two vacations a year, flying to the West Coast, Arizona, Colorado, and other places. In college, I started taking flying lessons at FRG, and bought my first SLR, a Yashica that I used to shoot slides for 25 years. I was also working as a security guard at JFK, at the Pan Am hangars, and would bring the camera along from time to time - I always joke that if I had the kind of equipment I have now back then, I would have been fired after about two weeks...
After college, it was the Air Force and flying KC-135s. Although it's been years since I've done any serious piloting, I still love it, and not many things beat a sunny spring day, hanging around the old air patch, watching the the guys and gals defy gravity.
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