In 1962, folks flocked to Seattle to marvel at the world of tomorrow, riding the monorail, the “bubbleator”, and checking out the push button telephones. You could get this hilariously impractical 12.75″ matchbook- it had to be long because the Space Needle itself was on the back.
Sadly, I was only two, and my parents didn’t go, although we lived nearby. Teresa (my wife) got to go, and she wasn’t even born yet! Unfortunately, her mother did not have a glass belly button. We have been to the Seattle Center many times though.