Tomorrow

Okay, everyone, sing along!

There’s a great, big, beautiful tomorrow
Shining at the end of every day
There’s a great, big, beautiful tomorrow
And tomorrow’s just a dream away

Chances are, when something pops into your head, coincidentally around its 50th anniversary, it was a subconscious hint that started it. Like, say, seeing a headline about the anniversary of when that something was first on public display.

For years after, the 1964 New York World's Fair was THE World's Fair. Was it because of the massive spread in National Geographic? Because it introduced  a number of popular Disney shows and rides? Because of Picturephones and Belgian waffles?

It might have been because it was a last look back at the hopefulness of the High. Kennedy had been assassinated only months before it opened, and the world would be going through massive changes over the next three, four, ten years. There, though, was a space park with rockets and satellites - this only a few years after their first flights. Visions of colonies under the sea and out in space. And, of course, a Carousel of Progress, showing how technology only made life better.   For a little while, it was a place where one could remember that brief shining moment when there was never a better day than tomorrow.