The details of my memory from 1995 are fuzzy. For example, I do not know who was driving the vehicle or why exactly we were going to the airport in the first place. But what I do recall is looking out the window excitedly for the white tent tops of the newly opened Denver InternaÂtional Airport. In the blessed days before the terror attacks of 9/11, the airportâs main hall and terminals were essenÂtially open to the public, and it was common for sightseers simply to drive and tour the worldâs most technologically sophisticated airport and ride the subterranean train that connected the three terminals to the iconic main hall covÂered by a huge permanent tent. I managed to get in the nose of one…
