I still have the picture of me on the stairs of a PSA flight going to SFO to visit my aunt unaccompanied - I'm maybe 8 or 9 years old, dressed in my sunday best with shiny mary jane shoes and a red beret and white gloves and I'm SO happy to be flying... and I got wings from the stewardess as well!

I do really miss the smiley faces on the PSA planes - nothing else has ever had that much character.

My late mother used to tell me great stories about Pan Am's service to HNL - where you had actual bunks so you could sleep like you were in a train. They used to go every summer in the 50's. (don't even get me started on her defunct cruise ship stories from the days when cruises were glamourous!)