I sure do as well. My very first flight, when I was 3 and we moved from NYC to Denver was on a United DC-8. Not only did we have to walk across the tarmac, but people waiting for the plane like my dad were able to come aboard the place and assist, or at least my dad was. He helped my mom with my two little sisters and I was thrilled to walk down the big stairway. What airport was this Tom?