The 1964-65 Worlds Fair was a huge event for anyone growing up in the NYC area. It was the place to go, a place to get a glimpse of the future - imagine computers and fax machines and phones with tv hook ups!
It was a place to have fun and ride the sky cars and thats just what I did with my sisters.
Today, on the third anniversary of Ginny's death I remember happier days when we flew through the sky, wearing silly hats and had the world at our feet.
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I miss her more than I can say...an idea will pop into my head that I think she should hear and I instantly think "Oh! I have to call her" Of course it's just a flash and then the reality hits; it's all still so surreal. I'm so glad though that I have you Kath...someone with all the same childhood memories!
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