I was about 4 years old and my parents had taken the train from Chicago to Mexico City. Apparently they hadn't heard about not drinking the water. We had to fly back on AA.
My next flight was at age 8. It was a charter called Air Holiday. They had a DC-6. We went from Milwaukee to Acapluco. About 2 months later, Milwaukee to Las Vegas.
My first jet flight was also with Air Holiday, Milwaukee to HNL with a stop in Vegas. That was a 707. We blew an engine on take off out of HNL at 800 feet.