Airport, Zurich, President
On September 24, 1992, my wife and I were waiting at one of the
finger docks at Zurich airport. As the president of the airport's former
building commission, I had come to know its plans intimately. But now I
was more interested in the feelings of those waiting for the transatlantic
flight. Or might 'feelings' be too strong a word for passengers leisurely
sprawling in their seats, reading or dozing as if they were riding to work
on one of Zurich's commuter trains?
"Trans-Atlantic Crossings- Past And Present,"
Swiss American Historical Society Review: Vol. 46:
3, Article 3.
Available at: https://scholarsarchive.byu.edu/sahs_review/vol46/iss3/3