Monday, July 12, 2010
(This picture can be enlarged by clicking on it.)
When I went to China for the first time, our group left Ohio the day before Father's Day in 1987. It was a hot, humid day as can only happen in the Midwest when August arrives ahead of schedule.
Our flight was supposed to be a direct one from Detroit to Hong Kong, but contrary headwinds forced a stop n Juneau, Alaska, for refueling. It was quite a change to see snow-covered mountains through the plane's windows.
The picture above was scanned from a slide.