One of the few things I remember was the giant Ferris Wheel. That, and how bored I was in the exhibits from other countries.
Oh, I liked the foreign exhibits. But I tended to like stuff most other kids didn’t care for. Do you remember they had people sitting at tables that if you gave them a buck or two, they’d write your name in that particular foreign language ?
Funny, I don’t remember the Ferris Wheel...