My grandmother was, back when they called them 'stewardesses,' a flight attendant. I actually had a ball wearing that little uniform and making sure everything was under control.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
My husband was a pilot. He flew Elvis when Elvis first started making appearances around the country.
When I board an airplane these days, all the middle-aged men are dressed like me - when I was an 8-year-old. They're in shorts and T-shirts. And it's not just on airplanes. It's in business offices, teachers' lounges, and churches.
My grandfather was an engineer who invented the automatic pilot for airplanes.
Stewardesses were a joke to many of us coming of age in the liberated Sixties. They were no joke in the women's movement that liberated us, however.
My father was a security guard. I was a security guard.
My dad was a golden gloves boxer in the Marine Corps, then a deputy sheriff. My mom worked as an office assistant.
My grandmother always came to my shows. She was always concerned about the way I dressed - even later on, when I was well known and I supported her.
I took my waitress uniform. Seemed fitting.
My mom was always the supplier of soccer balls, and so people were always knocking on my door, and trying to get me out so we could play.
I was working in restaurants as a captain and as a waiter.