This is one of my favorite photographs. I took it in the early sixties at what was then called Washington National Airport. Something important was happening, but I can't for the life of me remember what it was. It had to do with this beautiful Constellation, and someone coming off the plane. My mind was in a sort of fog in those days, so I'm not surprised I can't remember. Years later, I found this 35mm slide in an old box of photos I took and it started to bring back some strange memories. The Constellation was a nice ride, anyhow.
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