My dad served in the Marines for several years, and as a result, got to travel not only within the US but abroad as well. He was smitten with the travel bug, and has, over the years, travelled with us as much as possible.
One of my earliest trips with him was a whirlwind California tour taken over Memorial Day weekend in 1985, when I was nearly 15. He was able to get us $198 roundtrip tickets on a relatively new airline, People’s Express. (In 1985, a coast-to-coast airline ticket for $198 was a dirt-cheap bargain). Flying People’s Express was an experience that I thankfully have yet to repeat and hope I never shall. The airline gave new meaning to the words "cat...Read More