First flights are pretty nerve wracking. I recall when I took my first from Columbia Metropolitan Airport to Orlando Florida for Navy boot camp. The thrill of acceleration and the angle of ascent were pretty exhilarating for my young podunk self.
I remember similar feelings during the landing. Over the years I became jaded to flying and it was even commonplace in my 40s. Haven't flown in quite a few years since then.
Today is another Pan American Aviation Day. The US Federal observance commemorates the first successful flight of "a mechanically propelled heavier-than-air craft, accomplished on December 17, 1903, by the Wright brothers near Kitty Hawk, North Carolina".