My first holiday flight was in 1960, flying from BHX to GLA in an BEA Elizabethan, followed by a BEA DC-3 flight from GLA to EDI. I was only 10 at the time and s**t scared. So much so that the return flight was cancelled and we came home on a sleeper train from Edinburgh Princes Street. Never did I think 12 years later I would be flying for BOAC!
After that in 1968, I took Britannia's new 737 from LTN to GRO and had a week with some mates for a week in Lloret De Mar. Again scared to death flying through a thunderstorm.
These days I'm still scared of getting onboard an aircraft, not because of flying, but because of the service I might not get!