I went to Syracuse, and this was a tragedy not only for the families and for Pan Am, but for the university.
I flew on Pan Am many times during the "glory days."
Today, the air travel experience is a torture fest by comparison.
I went to Syracuse, and this was a tragedy not only for the families and for Pan Am, but for the university.
I flew on Pan Am many times during the "glory days."
Today, the air travel experience is a torture fest by comparison.
Those four must have studied hard to learn to stand that way, all with the same smile, the hands held just so, the weight balanced on the right foot with the left knee slightly forward. They don’t even look real.