1969. I was six years old and had to fly from Toronto to Sydney, NS to visit some relatives. I had recently seen Those Magnificent Men in Their Flying Machines and was pretty excited when the family told me I'd be going on a plane ride (note to parents of small children- NEVER tell them the destination unless you want the infernal Are We There Yet refrain). We flew in an Air Canada Vanguard, a noisy lumbering behemoth that made several stops and took all day. I thought it was the greatest machine ever invented!