Sunday, March 16, 2008

Dearest departure lounge

Last week, jacked up on timbers and amputated from its concourse in an out-of-the-way section of the old T.W.A. tarmac, the last remaining Saarinen departure lounge had little of that Jet Age glamour. In fact, it looked like nothing so much as the bow of a rusting beige ship.

Departure Lounge to Nowhere


Anonymous said...

Its in Queens. Who cares?

In an transient immigrant community something from three years ago is a lifetime.

Lets go to borough hall. Maybe they will tell us what is important. Lets talk to everyone's favorite hack, Terri.

Lets nominate Main Street in Flushing as a historic district.

Certainly vibrant, better than what was there 20 years ago, and unique representation of America tomorrow.

Anonymous said...

Let's turn in into a special gate to line up illegal immigrants for deportation.

Now that's adaptive re-use.