I agree that much has changed, and I don't dispute that the old days are gone for good. But these good memories are what keep me sane most days.
The smell of raw Kero, aircraft engines from which the decibels guaranteed you a measure of hearing loss, wily old cranky engineers who would gladly show you how any aircraft component worked, silver tailed pilots, Ops managers wearing ties, Tarmac pushbikes everywhere, porters drinking Vodka mini's in the baggage room and Caterers making up extra business class meals for all and sundry working at the airport
Just a couple of fond memories from a tiring soul with greeting hair and midriff paunch. Even the Hosties would call you sir or Captain and no passenger would contemplate calling you a c..t. Hell even CEO's and senior management admired and appreciated what you did within the airline and would at times take a genuine interest!