by Peg Cochran
Coming December 2019
New York City, 1939 “I got to see a bit of the Fair yesterday,” Elizabeth said. She broke off a piece of her roll and buttered it. “I saw the City of the Future. It was quite fascinating.”
“No doubt,” Helen said in dismissive tones. “But why anyone would want to look into the future is beyond me. I prefer things just the way they are.”
“The whole Fair revolves around the future and the inventions that will be commonplace tomorrow. For instance, hosiery made of nylon. It’s so much stronger than silk.”
Helen shuddered. “That sounds positively dreadful. I much prefer silk myself.” She put down her fork. “I heard they have a talking machine there that spouts vulgar nonsense at people going by.”
“That’s Elektro,” Elizabeth said. “It’s a giant robot. It even smokes cigarettes.”
“Now what possible use could that be?” Helen said. “Nonsense. Pure nonsense.”
“Are we going to go to the Fair?” Rose looked up from the piece of meat she was cutting, her expression eager.
“I have no desire to see the future,” George said. “Today is good enough for me. I’ll leave that to you young people.” He pointed a finger at Elizabeth. “But I strongly suspect you will be disappointed when the future does get here. I doubt it will be anything like what you’re anticipating.”
Have you ever been to a World's Fair? I'm old enough to have visited the 1964 New York World's Fair and what a thrill!