First Flight out of SLC

My favorite memories of SLC come from the days before Terminal 2 was built…back when we would have to step outside, walk across the tarmac, and up a flight of mobile stairs to board the planes. My first flight ever was out of SLC, when I was 4 years old. I went to Brazil to visit relatives for summer vacation. I still remember the overcast skies, the light rain that was falling, and the smell of jet fuel as my brother and I crossed the tarmac and boarded a United Airlines Boeing 707 for our flight to Chicago. That trip ignited my lifelong love of travel, and my fascination with airports and airplanes.  Appio H.