By Ann von Dehsen, May 28, 2020 — We used to fly to see an Aunt and Uncle in Florida every Christmas and this had to be in the late ’50s because I was really little. I remember several times we’d get on the plane and then the plane would go into the hanger to get all the frost off it, all the ice and snow. We’d sit in the hanger for half an hour. my mother was deathly afraid of flying and she would just pull up her shirt and hold onto my father all the way to Florida. In those days it took about 4 hours to get to Florida.
