The dream of flying

In the 1970, I was living in Stuttgart, Germany. As a past time I liked to drive up to the airport to observe the airliners coming in and going out. Dreaming of world travel.

Little did I knew that this would become reality 25 years later, jetting overseas almost monthly from my then base, Sydney.

But in those early years, dreaming was all I could.

Pan American B707 at position in Stuttgart

These pictures were possible because access to the airport was virtually unrestricted, no Bader /Meinhoff or September 11 with heightened perimeter security.

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