Saturday, we took a spontaneous trip to Flushing Meadows Park in Queens, site of the 1964 World’s Fair. I hadn’t been there since my aunt took me to the fair when I was two. Wish I could remember it.
What remains standing is the pavilion and the Unisphere, both of which can be seen from the Grand Central Parkway. I loved the run down feel of the pavilion, standing under it, looking at the rust and peeled paint and the vines crawling over it, you can almost feel the ghostly presence of the past, imagining the millions of people walking through it, looking at displays of the world of tomorrow (the pavilion was actually called the Tent of Tomorrow).
Hailing itself as a “Universal and International” exposition, the Fair’s theme was “Peace Through Understanding,” dedicated to “Man’s Achievement on a Shrinking Globe in an Expanding Universe. (wiki)”
That sounds like the title of an album by some indie band.
And how the fair looks today, through my eyes.