When I was a teenager, I decided
I wanted to travel.  College didn’t
seem like an option at the time. 
So I decided I wanted to be a
airline “stewardess”.  My family was
supportive but hesitant to be too
supportive (so I wouldn’t be disappointed, I guess).
     
     As I drew closer to the age
I could apply (19).. I researched airlines,
many of them had HQ in Miami. I
guess I inspired others to do the 
same and my best friend, Donna got
hired by National, my boyfriend by
Pan AM. I after several interviews
had seen no success & decided I was
not good-looking enough & too heavy.

     I had started looking into 
joining the Air Force when I got
a letter from Delta Airlines. This was
about my 10th airline letter.  They flew
me to Atlanta where I was interviewed.
I didn’t think I did too well but 
I got my “acceptance” letter two weeks
later. So began my journey with 
the airlines – oh yes. I traveled, but I also
got another more important education about the South.