I’m another person who was at the fair but was too young to remember it (I was four).
I do have memories of the Montreal Expo in 1967.
We went once in 64 and once in 65. I remember the machine that made dinosaurs - which my brother was allowed to try, not me. I remember some exhibit where you were in a convertible car on a conveyor belt. It was a big deal to us because my mother sat in the driver’s seat (she didn’t have her license yet). I remember wanting a toy Ferris wheel that looked like a giant tire (good year maybe?).
Depends on when. When I visited Disney World in the 80s, the audience stayed in one spot.
I do remember being impressed with the giant map of the state in the New York pavilion, especially since it had my town (which is pretty small).
Never heard of it, being British; however, looking it up I came across this delicious fact regarding the** Bureau International des Expositions (BIE)**, with whom Moses quarrelled:
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On October 16, 2012, the Conservative government ended Canada’s membership of the BIE when the federal government cancelled its $25,000 per year membership fee as part of “reviewing all spending across government with the aim of reducing the deficit and returning to balanced budgets."**
With this crushing burden removed, Canada’s finances were safe again.
I was newly married and my wife and I certainly went, but I don’t have any clear memories of it, unlike the baseball game we saw at Shea on June 21. I still remember Bunning’s wife jumping out of the stands after he retired the 27th batter he faced.
I was seven years old. We lived in suburban Jersey, so it was easy to get to. But, I got carsick on the way, and was sick as a dog the entire day. What I remember are the first aid stations, each of which had a distinctive roof consisting of a cluster of white spheres - sort of like a giant white raspberry. Never got to see a single pavilion. My older brother and sisters, however, had a great time.
Frankly, who notices the security guards anywhere you go? They basically melt into the background, especially at something like the World’s Fair, where there are so many interesting things to see.
It’s one of my earliest memories (I could barely walk).
There was a long wait to go up some steps to a wall (ticket booth) and we got to sit in cars after.
Also there was some kind of huge diarama of a farm that there was a walkway over. As a man narated through speakers, toy tractors rolled back and forth across the farm’s fields.
The audience always rotated around the stages. Even in the '80s.
Went once, in '64, no recollection of any guards(must’ve been great at undercover work huh?)
Until a few years ago, had a journal and a couple handfuls of brochures from the various pavilions. Remember getting 2 penpals , thanks to the computer at the Parker Pen pavilion(talk about incoming and outgoing) I also remember these eye-height maps that always seemed to know EXACTLY where I was. :smack:
My parents tell me I loved the lights but since I wasn’t quite 1 yet, I remember nothing.
I went to both, but I have more memories of the '39-40 Fair.