My maternal grandmother took me to NYC for a week to go to the fair. I was about 7 and still remember doing the sky ride, It's a small world and other sites, plus riding the subway and staying in a sort of seedy hotel owned then by a distant cousin. I still have all the slides she took, a scrapbook of the fair she made later and a small casting of the Pietia she got at the fair. Have a little tiny plastic 707 they gave kids on Pam Am somewhere too, little worse for near 60 years wear though.