Throughout the 1960s while she was in her 20s, my mom was a stewardess, a profession she adored and has tons of funny stories about. It was a way to see the world for a girl from a war-torn childhood (she was born in the Philipines, during WW II), and luckily for me, she met my dad who was a frequent passenger on her flights. Prior to that, she got to travel as a single girl and as far as I could see from her
pictures, it looks like she was loving every minute of it. I just wish she would have kept all her clothes-- that would have been too good to be true!