She’s a lot better looking than was Hitler’s daughter, the head stewardess on a Red-Eye TWA Express from LA to Baltimore National Airport, when I was coming back from Vietnam and Cambodia in Nov. 1970.
Now that Miss America on the PanAm Flight from the Philippines to LA was not only beautiful, but very kind to a guy who was sick from Air France food (out of Cambodia).
I knew that I should have proposed to her right then and there, at 35,000 ft.