For this installment of Sepia Scenes, I return to the Borough of Queens in the early 1960s. From Bayside to Jamaica, and more specifically to the large airfield known as Idlewild (today's JFK). My father, a travel writer for the UPI news service, has arrived back in the USA after a trip overseas. This was one of the jobs that offered the dichotomy of many endeavours: lousy pay, however with one huge benefit - free travel to write about your experiences. It was the old International Arrivals Building, and my mother would take the kids in the 1958 Ford Ranch Wagon to pick him up. There was a window upstairs above the arrivals awaiting Customs. My father (in the beret) seems as resigned as the rest to wait his turn for their Customs declarations. Notice how everybody dressed up to fly then! See Marys fun meme!