FLYING BACK A BIT
Did you ever fly TCA, Canadian Pacific, or Ward? Like shopping at Eatons, Woodwards, Simpson Sears and Wosks, they’ve all flown away. For us, to lose nos-talgia is something we can’t afford. Guess I’m just ‘winging it’ with this rhyme. Honouring the memories of the Vanguards, Viscounts and the first Boeings taking off and landing like mechanical birds. It’s like experiencing our first flight, propelled by the jets of time, the magic of lifting off.
As a kid, wow, I mean, who can think of any better words. Maybe you were going to Calgary, Winnipeg, Toronto or even over seas. Perhaps just to Victoria, Powell River or Nanaimo. From that original terminal in Richmond, what memories. How on earth did you or I know in the vanguard of yesterday’s history, watching each plane landing and leaving to and from that location. All the changes the future would hold, standing there just as an awed kid outside. Today there is no longer access to an outside observation deck and not much of that thrill remains the same. Back then at the old airport in Richmond, wasn’t that an exciting occasion.