The 1964/1965 New York World’s Fair was the third major World’s Fair to be held in New York City and the second World’s Fair to be held at Flushing Meadows Park in the Borough of Queens, New York in the 20th century. It opened on April 21, 1964 for two six-month seasons concluding on October 21, 1965.
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Seeing the image of the Coca Cola Pavilion last spring took me right back to those hours I spent watching the Jetsons on TV, being awed by how Elroy went to school differently then I did. The fantasy of this and the other images in this post—their space age content and intent, but also the style in which these cards were rendered, took me right back to my tween years in the late sixties. In retrospect the fair and the Jetsons gave a sense of illusionary optimism of a blend of boyish ambition and wishful escapism to me.
I know and love the NY Hall of Science, and the Queens Museum of Art. Time and again have I enjoyed looking at the World Fair’s extraordinary panorama of the five boroughs on display at the museum. Does it still sport the World Trade towers—ribboned into mighty oaks of a past present?
I know the NYS Pavilion from passing by on the LIE. Every time I feel sad for it not being restored and put to some imaginative use, or for it not being taken down to make way for wildflowers, or picnic grass even.
Without ever having been curious enough to find out more about the biggest table I ever saw, the one housing the “Terrace on the Park” restaurant, to explore the irony of food being served where your knees are during dinner, I discovered in this post that it used to be the World Fair’s Heliport. Still stark, its architecture does speak to me a bit more. Perhaps the Highline development could inspire an artful reinterpretation of this flight deck.
Impressed by the awe inspiring scheme and execution of the New York World Fair as depicted on these flashcards, the gusto of those who drove it, the attitude of Robert Moses, the reaction of the Bureau of International Expositions to his stance, remains my curiosity about the age of hyped future, of its wisdom.
Thank you for opening up a fascinating chapter of urban history through ABC:NYC, giving yet more texture to my being a New Yorker.