I WILL NEVER FORGET THE DAY I GOT OFF THE PAN AMERICAN JET THAT FLEW ME TO TOKYO IN AUGUST OF 1961. ONCE I WENT THROUGH CUSTOMS AND WAS OUTSIDE THE AIRPORT, I TOOK A DEEP BREATH AND LOOKED AROUND.
JAPAN. COULD I REALLY BE IN JAPAN? AMERICANS WERE THERE TO GREET US AND DIRECT US TO THE RIGHT BUSES. I WAS PUT ON A NAVY GREY BUS AND THE JOURNEY TO ATSUGI NAVAL AIR STATION BEGAN.
ONCE THE BUS BEGAN ITS JOURNEY THROUGH THE NARROW STREETS AND I SAW ONE UNIQUE CITY SCENE AFTER ANOTHER, I FELL IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT WITH JAPAN. PETIT'S PHOTO REMINDS ME OF ONE OF THE MANY SCENES I SAW THROUGH THE BUS WINDOW.
CHECK OUT PETIT'S FLICKR PHOTOSTREAM FOR SOME GREAT PHOTOS OF JAPAN. ROBERT L. HUFFSTUTTER, editor.........
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