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Showing posts with label Pan Am. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pan Am. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 14, 2026

Something to think about

 



I like to re-read this every once in a while.



Creative people need time to
just sit around and do nothing.
If you're out of ideas, wash the dishes.
Take really long walk. Stare at a
spot on the wall for as long as you can.

Austin Kleon
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Bobby Burns said it well...the best laid plans...

This is where I'm moving in a week in hopes of having drier air to breathe. Mmm, whenever the smoke clears, that is. 





This warning was published June 28. It is not likely to be better when I arrive in Durango at the end of July. (at the bottom of the map) Yes, my apartment has air conditioning. Thank heavens. 

My son's house does not. But he is able to deal with high temperatures by closing up everything during the day, and opening it up at night. He has had high winds, which fortunately don't come from the areas where fires are burning.


View of a wildland fire with smoke blowing to northeast.


Thanks MC Escher, for this lovely transition.



"The things we admire in men, kindness and generosity, openness, honesty, understanding and feeling are the concomitants of failure in our system. And those traits we detest, sharpness, greed, acquisitiveness, meanness, egotism and self-interest are the traits of success. And while men admire the quality of the first they love the produce of the second."

 -John Steinbeck, novelist, Nobel laureate (1902-1968


This is the first job I had after college. A flying waitress. Other women had the time of their lives. Sometimes I did, but mainly I didn't. Not Pan Am's fault though!

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Friday, March 27, 2026

Rows of...?

 A really difficult meme for this Sepia Saturday, because they look like bombs. As a pacifist, I have nary a photo of any warlike ordinance.



Rows of things? I'll be off looking for something similar now... be back later!







1973 Flight Attendants, Pan Am (10 years after my class)

At the Community Clay Studio

M. C. Escher at the Columbia SC Art Museum


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“Touch the earth, love the earth, honour the earth, her plains, her valleys, her hills, and her seas; rest your spirit in her solitary places. For the gifts of life are the earth’s and they are given to all, and they are the songs of birds at daybreak, Orion and the Bear, and dawn seen over ocean from the beach.”
Henry Beston - The Outermost House: A Year of Life On The Great Beach of Cape Cod, 1828.

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Babylonian cuneiform numerals
One of the earliest known number systems, developed around 2000 BCE.
Babylonians used a base-60 system (called sexagesimal), unlike our modern base-10 system.
They built all numbers using just two basic wedge-shaped symbols:
A vertical wedge = 1
A corner wedge = 10
By combining these, they could write numbers from 1 to 59.
Originally, Babylonian numerals had no symbol for zero
Examples
1 = one vertical wedge
10 = one corner wedge
23 = two corner wedges (20) + three vertical wedges (3)
Babylonians didn’t have a special symbol for “100” or “1000.”
They always built numbers out of 1–59 chunks, then used position to scale them by 60.

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So how did they write 100?

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We’re here for a little window. And to use that time to catch and share shards of light and laughter and grace seems to me the great story. Brian Doyle


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My personal whine with new oxygen devices:

Last Wednesday I picked up a second and third version of portable oxygen devices. I was thrilled that by going to their office I got plenty of instruction and more than adequate trials of the devices. Worth the gas to drive there and work with a technician rather than a driver who just delivered things. The first portable oxygen device was heavy and didn't work well.
 
Later I had tried using the home machine (which sits in front of the wall mounted air-handler unit) while changing the sheets on the bed. In  the past this was a daunting task leaving me exhausted halfway through. I finished the job, and then started coughing. Took off the canula, and continued to have trouble getting a breath with the coughing. This lasted several minutes when I wasn't sure I'd live to see the next one. I considered what might have caused it. And it happened several more times when I was just sitting watching TV...horrible coughs that left me exhausted!

You know already that I've had trouble with black mold growing (they call it mildew) in the walls of my apartment, especially in the bathroom. I now have auxiliary fans that dry it out after each shower.  But sometimes the air handler in the bedroom has spit out little flecks of black as well, and in the past I got a new filter, as well as had the unit cleaned inside by the maintenance man. I checked the filter and it looked ok, but the filter is on the intake of air, not that which is blown out by the air handler's fan.


This is a brand new unit, and you can see a lot of particles of dust including the little black flecks. I used it with my C-Pap to sleep for about 4 nights...but never knew if I was supposed to or not, and come to find out the Dr. wanted me to use oxygen when I'm walking or doing tasks, not sleeping or sitting!

I had asked the delivery driver when he set it up last Thursday what kind of air filtration it had. He showed me the intake louvers, and said if they get dusty, just take a paper towel and wipe them off. I assume there's some filtration system inside the louvers, after all, this is breathing equipment!

And I'm sorry to keep on giving all these details of my thinking processes, but when you think this cough is your last breath, you (I) seriously think of what's causing it.


My thought was that maybe some little black particles, or even dust, might have come through the 25 feet of tubing. Or maybe it was just oxygen itself that triggered something. Was this asthma again?

It was easy enough to use the albuterol puffer (rescue inhaler) after the coughing fit had subsided...but no way while it was happening. Just getting any in-breath at all was what I was focused on.

So I'm asking my Dr. about asthma. And I'm not using any of the oxygen devices for now. 

And fortunately today (Thursday) I was able to walk over to the laundry room with 2 loads in my cart, and go back two more times and bring my clean clothes home...without coughing. And only a bit out of breath...which is why I was originally getting the oxygen. I await a note from the Dr. on the patient portal! 

I guess the apartment manager needs to also see these shots of the little black flecks coming out of the air handler. That will be my next action.

Thanks for letting me whine. Would you like cheese and crackers with that? Me too!







Saturday, September 13, 2025

Back at blogging!

 


In 1963 I flew with Pan Am on the Boeing 707  and DC 8. Those jet airplanes were the change that made air travel more available, faster, and maybe more profitable. But alas, so many airlines went under within a few decades, and I don't remember why.








View of Craggy Gardens from visitor's center on Blue Ridge Parkway, 2013.

The Craggy Gardens picnic area has been inaccessible following the storms of Sept. 27, 2024. This shows how steep the grounds are, which go up behind me as well. 

Sharing with Sepia Saturday and Saturday's Critters. What critters, you may ask?

Found on Facebook this week...








Friday, June 4, 2021

Remembering flying

A repost from 2015...and I now know I have a female cousin in Austin TX who has had her pilot's license and flown planes herself! I hope to see more photos and learn more about her life in the air!

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I did have a few months of my 21st year flying professionally.  I quit college over a failed romance, and took a job as a Flight Attendant for Pan American World Airways (aka Pan Am).  The jets had recently started flying passengers, and that's where I worked.


We had to carry our flat shoes in our purses while walking to the planes, where we removed our high heels which could perhaps punch holes in the lightweight floors as we trod up and down the aisles serving as waitresses for almost a hundred people.



 I was flying the Latin American routes instead of learning in college, while my sister and her boyfriend here are seeing me off, after I was hired in April 1963. (Yes, we all walked from the Miami terminal out to the planes...passengers as well as crew.)  I flew the 2 jets shown below, learning all the emergency procedures, as well as food service.  I also flew in DC-6 and DC-7's, prop planes that flew shorter flights in the Caribbean.  I'll never forget the live chickens in a straw shopping bag which was included along with several children piled with mom into one seat.


Boeing 707
Wikipedia shares:
"Pan Am was the launch customer of the Boeing 707, placing an order for 20 in October 1955. It also ordered 25 of Douglas's DC-8, which could seat six across.  
The 320 "Intercontinental" series 707 in 1959-60, and the Douglas DC-8 in March 1960, enabled non-stop transatlantic crossings with a viable payload in both directions.
Popular Culture loved Pan Am:
Pan Am held a lofty position in the popular culture of the Cold War era. One of the most famous images in which a Pan Am plane formed a backdrop was The Beatles' 1964 arrival at John F. Kennedy Airport aboard a Pan Am Boeing 707–321Clipper Defiance.[136]
From 1964 to 1968 con artist Frank Abagnale, Jr. masqueraded as a Pan Am pilot, dead-heading to many destinations in the cockpit jump seat. He also used Pan Am's preferred hotels, paid the bills with bogus checks, and later cashed fake payroll checks in Pan Am's name. He documented this era in the memoir Catch Me if You Can, which became a distantly related movie in 2002. Abagnale called Pan Am the "Ritz-Carlton of airlines" and noted that the days of luxury in airline travel are over.
Then almost 50 years later... ABC had the TV show, Pan Am.  And it only ran for one season.
Pan Am is an American period drama television series created by writer Jack Orman. Named for the iconic Pan American World Airways, the series features the pilots and stewardesses of the airline as it operated in the early 1960s at the beginning of the commercial Jet Age.
Actresses in the TV Show Pan Am

Pan Am premiered on ABC on September 25, 2011 and ended on February 19, 2012.
The Pilot Show: April 1963. Dean pilots the Clipper Majestic '​s first New York to London flight—his first as a captain—and searches for his girlfriend, Bridget, about whom Dean learns some shocking news. Maggie, a stewardess suspended for not wearing her girdle to work, is unexpectedly reinstated when the scheduled purser, Bridget, does not arrive. Veteran stewardess Kate is revealed to be a CIA courier who was recruited during a layover in Rome three months prior, and she takes her first U.S. intelligence assignment to switch a passenger's passport. Meanwhile, Laura must deal with people asking her if she is the stewardess on the cover of Life magazine, and trying to do her best while not bothering her sister, Kate, who resents Laura's sudden fame. Colette sees a former lover on the flight, only to discover he is accompanied by his wife and son.
Pan Am won the "Best Series" at the Rose d'Or TV awards, Europe's equivalent of the Emmys.
This TV series took place at exactly the time I was flying; same uniforms, same issues (well without the CIA at least) and different routes.

I only flew to Latin (South and Central America) countries, then back to the states.  Portugal was the only European country I visited, but there were lots of trips to Mexico, the Caribbean, Central America, and the east coast of South America as far south as Sao Paolo, Brazil.  I flew over Cuba a few times on the way to Puerto Rico. (This was just after the Cuban Missal Crisis.)

I stayed in various hotels on layovers where Pan Am made contracts, in many Latin cities, and San Francisco once. I wanted to meet an old school friend there, but her husband met me instead...a strange memory, since I'd never met him.  In Caracas, Venezuela there were various political upheavals including armed conflicts, so we stayed out of town at a posh resort.
Not where we stayed, but this is a park near Caracas


I loved Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, and I had 3 days layover there to see the sights.  The flight which I had just worked from New York was a non-stop overnight flight of 12 hours, carrying the Brazilian soccer team.  We really had a strain on the little bathrooms when all those men woke up in the morning wanting to shave before landing and meeting their fans.


 I would often be away from my home in Miami Springs FL (near the airport) for a week to 10 days.  There might be a trip every day, and sleeping in a different bed each night.  Or there might be one trip of 12 hours, then a layover for 3 days.  I had no seniority, so I got the flight schedules that were least desirable. But I initially loved all of them.

Pan Am - Betty Riegel
Not mine, but a typical Pan Am Crew of Flight Attendants (aka Stewardesses) ready to go to work

The traveling waitress life had a toll on me.  I may have been recovering from my broken romance, but I was also away from home for the first time with no friends to speak of.  I was immersed in a culture of mostly Hispanic women and men, and I felt pretty lonely.

As a stewardess I stretched myself too thin with days and nights of work, then partying much of the time I wasn't working. I think I was having a bit of delayed adolescence.

Pan Am - Betty Riegel in LA welcoming first class passengers
British Stewardess, Betty Riegel welcoming passengers in the same style uniform which I wore.

Our uniforms were tailored, but with all the good food I was eating, I already was stretched to the limit in mine.  The blue cloth was not as bright a blue as shown in the TV series, either. 

Soon I was so glad to leave the supposedly romantic traveling life of a waitress in a plane to settle down with an old friend who wanted to get married.  At that time stewardesses weren't allowed to get married or have children.  And suddenly that was exactly what I wanted.

Incidentally, my little sister also quit college in her third year and became an Eastern Airlines stewardess.  I don't remember if she flew longer than I did, but she also left flying tp trade in the high flying life to live on a farm in Tennessee as a "back-to-the-land" hippy.  Us two Rogers girls weren't meant to stay in the air that long, I guess. (Our romantic ideals were perhaps inherited from our mom, and reading lots of books, rather than being given good solid down-to-earth advice. It was the 60s after all, which gave us conservative gals permission to go wild.

I do still enjoy a flight now and then...squeezed usually against some giant person or another...but I really enjoy a take off which feels so grand to the bottom of my shoes.  Glad I never really had a lot of "G's" like an astronaut, or this might be chicken feed.

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Read Betty Riegel's story I Lived the High Life as A Pan Am Stewardess HERE.

Wikipedia is my source for most quoted materials and photos.

Images of the two advertisements are from PanAmAir.org.

Information about Pan Am the TV Show comes also from Wikipedia HERE.

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Sharing this post with Sepia Saturday (perhaps again) because these are young people in uniforms as well...and it's been more than 50 years ago that I flew the skies for Pan Am.








Saturday, August 29, 2020

...and on another topic...

 Someone who owns a cat, and has lots of take-out/delivered meals, and drinks Pepsi pretty regularly...

Perhaps the same person...but these are certainly not recycleables...yet that's the bin which Mr. Bear tumped over.  It's possibe that someone righted the other black one. Food stuffs are supposed to have been placed in that brown bin to the far left, which has toggles that insert through rings, and is bearproof.

I was dismayed to see these piles of garbage left out over Sat and Sun. last weekend. The management had sent out a letter as to how we should place our garbage, and if we didn't we might have to clean it up and be fined.  Apparently everyone is now suffering because of this one person's mistake.

I had garbage waiting to go into the brown bin, but didn't take it out until this was settled. I fear the person at fault, who has a cat, also can't clean things up, as she rides an electric wheel chair herself. And from her eye level, she must not have even seen the "Recycle" sign on the top of the black bin. There's no way she'll be able to maneuver and clean up that trash either.

It was cleaned up by Monday morning (probably by the management.) I wonder what they will do the next time...

Poor bears get used to eating people's food, and it makes them more likely to have healthier cubs, which depend upon people's garbage more and more. Not a pretty cycle. These are wild animals and a close encounter may well leave a person injured, and then the bear would be killed.

And just to make this a bit of a Sepia Saturday post...

A dear friend/relation who was also a former Pan Am flight attendant... posted this to share. I can't resist adding it so all of you who remember Pan Am can smile at the good ol' days.  Check out other Sepia Saturday posts this week - the last Saturday of August!

Today's quote:
There will be something, anguish or elation, that is peculiar to this day alone. I rise from sleep and say: Hail to the morning! Come down to me, my beautiful unknown.
JESSICA POWERS





Thursday, March 12, 2015

My days of flight

I did have a few months of my 21st year flying professionally.  I quit college over a failed romance, and took a job as a Flight Attendant for Pan American World Airways (aka Pan Am).  The jets had recently started flying passengers, and that's where I worked.

We had to carry our flat shoes in our purses while walking to the planes, where we removed our high heels which could perhaps punch holes in the lightweight floors as we trod up and down the aisles serving as waitresses for almost a hundred people.


 I was flying the Latin American routes instead of learning, while my sister and her boyfriend here are seeing me off, after I was hired in April 1963.  I flew the 2 jets shown below, learning all the emergency procedures, as well as food service.  I also flew in DC-6 and DC-7's, prop planes that flew shorter flights in the Caribbean.  I'll never forget the live chickens in a straw shopping bag which was included along with several children piled with mom into one seat.

DC- 8
Boeing 707
Wikipedia shares:
"Pan Am was the launch customer of the Boeing 707, placing an order for 20 in October 1955. It also ordered 25 of Douglas's DC-8, which could seat six across.  
The 320 "Intercontinental" series 707 in 1959-60, and the Douglas DC-8 in March 1960, enabled non-stop transatlantic crossings with a viable payload in both directions.
Popular Culture loved Pan Am:
Pan Am held a lofty position in the popular culture of the Cold War era. One of the most famous images in which a Pan Am plane formed a backdrop was The Beatles' 1964 arrival at John F. Kennedy Airport aboard a Pan Am Boeing 707–321, Clipper Defiance.[136]
From 1964 to 1968 con artist Frank Abagnale, Jr. masqueraded as a Pan Am pilot, dead-heading to many destinations in the cockpit jump seat. He also used Pan Am's preferred hotels, paid the bills with bogus checks, and later cashed fake payroll checks in Pan Am's name. He documented this era in the memoir Catch Me if You Can, which became a distantly related movie in 2002. Abagnale called Pan Am the "Ritz-Carlton of airlines" and noted that the days of luxury in airline travel are over.
Then almost 50 years later... ABC had the TV show, Pan Am.  And it only ran for one season.
Pan Am is an American period drama television series created by writer Jack Orman. Named for the iconic Pan American World Airways, the series features the pilots and stewardesses of the airline as it operated in the early 1960s at the beginning of the commercial Jet Age.
Actresses in the TV Show Pan Am

Pan Am premiered on ABC on September 25, 2011 and ended on February 19, 2012.
The Pilot Show: April 1963. Dean pilots the Clipper Majestic '​s first New York to London flight—his first as a captain—and searches for his girlfriend, Bridget, about whom Dean learns some shocking news. Maggie, a stewardess suspended for not wearing her girdle to work, is unexpectedly reinstated when the scheduled purser, Bridget, does not arrive. Veteran stewardess Kate is revealed to be a CIA courier who was recruited during a layover in Rome three months prior, and she takes her first U.S. intelligence assignment to switch a passenger's passport. Meanwhile, Laura must deal with people asking her if she is the stewardess on the cover of Life magazine, and trying to do her best while not bothering her sister, Kate, who resents Laura's sudden fame. Colette sees a former lover on the flight, only to discover he is accompanied by his wife and son.
Pan Am won the "Best Series" at the Rose d'Or TV awards, Europe's equivalent of the Emmys.
This TV series took place at exactly the time I was flying; same uniforms, same issues (well without the CIA at least) and different routes.

I only flew to Latin countries, then back to the states.  Portugal was the only European country I visited, but there were lots of trips to Mexico, the Caribbean, Central America, and the east coast of South America as far south as Sao Paolo, Brasil.  I flew over Cuba a few times on the way to Puerto Rico.




I stayed in various hotels on layovers where Pan Am made contracts, in many Latin cities, and San Francisco once.  In Curacus, Venezuela there were various political upheavals including armed conflicts, so we stayed out of town at a posh resort.
Not where we stayed, but this is a park near Caracus


 I loved Rio de Janeiro, Brasil, and that I had 3 days layover there to see the sights.  The flight which I had just worked from New York was a non-stop overnight flight of 12 hours, carrying the Brazilian soccer team.  We really had a strain on the little bathrooms when all those men woke up in the morning wanting to shave before landing and meeting their fans.


You can barely see the serpentine walkway on the left, on which I remember walking.

 I would often be away from my home in Miami Springs FL (near the airport) for a week to 10 days.  There might be a trip every day, and sleeping in a different bed each night.  Or there might be one trip of 12 hours, then a layover for 3 days.  I had no seniority, so I got the flight schedules that were least desirable.

Pan Am - Betty Riegel
Not mine, but a typical Pan Am Crew of Flight Attendants (aka Stewardesses) ready to go to work

And the traveling waitress life had a toll on me.  I may have been recovering from my broken romance, but I was also away from home for the first time with no friends to speak of.  I was immersed in a culture of mostly Hispanic women and men, and I felt pretty lonely.

 I made some pretty bad decisions in my personal life during my six months as a Pan Am stewardess.  And as a stewardess I stretched myself too thin with days and nights of work, then partying much of the time I wasn't working.
Pan Am - Betty Riegel in LA welcoming first class passengers
British Stewardess, Betty Riegel welcoming passengers in the same style uniform which I wore.
Our uniforms were tailored, but with all the good food I was eating, I already was stretched to the limit in mine.  The blue cloth was not as bright a blue as shown in the TV series, either. Soon I was so glad to leave the supposedly romantic traveling life of a waitress in a plane to settle down with an old friend who wanted to get married.  At that time stewardesses weren't allowed to get married or have children.  And suddenly that was exactly what I wanted.

Incidentally, my little sister also quit college in her third year and became an Eastern Airlines stewardess.  I don't remember if she flew longer than I did, but she traded the high life in to live on a farm in Tennessee as a "back-to-the-land" hippy.  We Rogers girls weren't meant to stay in the air that long, I guess.

I may still enjoy a flight now and then...squeezed usually against some giant person or another...but I really enjoy a take off which feels so grand to the bottom of my shoes.  Glad I never really had a lot of "G's" like an astronaut, or this might be chicken feed.

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I'm sharing this post with Sepia Saturday, where this week everyone will be sharing something to do with stewardesses, or puppies.  Come over to see the postings by lots of folks on Saturday HERE.
 
The Sepia Saturday theme image this week comes from the collection of the Preus Museum which is the National Museum of Photography in Norway. It is a photograph by Elisabeth Meyer entitled "Stewardess Hugging A Puppy" and forms part of the Preus Museum stream on Flickr Commons .  It appears that the photograph was taken in Alaska and it dates from sometime in the 1950s

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Read Betty Riegel's story I Lived the High Life as A Pan Am Stewardess HERE.

Wikipedia is my source for most quoted materials and photos.

Images of the two advertisements are from PanAmAir.org.

Information about Pan Am the TV Show comes also from Wikipedia HERE.