Given how much I despise the corporate rebranding of stadiums, I don't particularly care what an airport is called as long as its name isn't going to change every few years as cannibalistic corporations devour each other. I'm happy to say Lindbergh Field to older San Diegans, 'the airport' to younger folk and SAN when on FT. Or Logan or Sea-Tac or O'Hare, as appropriate. (Does it bug anyone else that when typing SAN in origin or destination fields on many airport sites, the airport with the actual code SAN is not the top choice? Or is that only me?)
I'm quite content when I see my Atlantan friends 'check in' on Facebook with a photo of a glass of bubbly at the HOTlanta GA Hartsfield-Latoya-Jackson Intergalactic Space- and Air-station-port. It makes the latent historian in me happy to know that not caring enough right now to learn about a person for whom something was named makes no difference, as I'll get frequent-ish reminders throughout my lifetime to do so if I'm ever so inclined.