1964-65 New York World’s Fair-The Best Two Years I Spent With My Mother

Such a great article, loved it!


I haven’t thought about the New York World’s Fair of 1964-65 until one of my daughters brought it back from my long-forgotten memories.  And how had I arrived there, back in time?  We were talking about life, how we find ourselves getting through it these days.


It was when we spoke about how worldly we are in this day and age, and how unworldly I thought my generation was when the fair opened.  I was, however, on the path to worldliness, even though I was just a teenager and the only thing I knew were the tears I had shed for the assassination of a great president and the cold war.


The Unisphere shone brightly the first day my mother and I walked through the gates.  What a maze of wonder, what an eclectic mixture of cultures from all over the planet, from the Chinese Pagoda to…

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