"Flight Patterns" @ Thoughts in Flight
In light of the Helios flight tragedy today and seeing images of the mothers' pain of not knowing if their loved ones were on that specific flight, when I travel, I would like to list my flight itinerary on my "Thoughts in Flight" page on or around the date that I travel. I don't fly as much as I used to, but I would not want my mom to wonder if I was on a tragic flight ever. I don't always have time to let her know my flight itinerary, but I would hope someone would let her know for certain if anything were to happen to me.
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I was scheduled to fly to Philadelphia the day after 9/11 occurred. My friends knew I traveled frequently for work all across the country so I received emails and telephone calls asking if I was ok. I was home, thank God. But, I flew to Philadelphia the following Sunday even though it was so soon after 9/11. I was determined not to let terrorists change my life, I was not going to lay down and be scared to fly again, my passion and love for travel was just too strong. So I went, a little shaky but I went.
My American Airlines flight required me to change planes in Dallas Fort Worth. I remember passengers wearing tee shirts with the American flag strewn all over like it was the 4th of July, we graciously thanked the pilots for getting us there safe, tears came to people's eyes as they passed, and the pilots thanked us for braving the skies too, a unity among us was palpable and touching. I'll never forget that, such emotion and pride in the freedom of our country, temporarily infringed but soon to recover.
After 9/11, it is ingrained in me that life and loved ones are never to be taken for granted, and that life is lived without regret in peace with hope, thankfully. Amen. Peace to Flight 522.
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I was scheduled to fly to Philadelphia the day after 9/11 occurred. My friends knew I traveled frequently for work all across the country so I received emails and telephone calls asking if I was ok. I was home, thank God. But, I flew to Philadelphia the following Sunday even though it was so soon after 9/11. I was determined not to let terrorists change my life, I was not going to lay down and be scared to fly again, my passion and love for travel was just too strong. So I went, a little shaky but I went.
My American Airlines flight required me to change planes in Dallas Fort Worth. I remember passengers wearing tee shirts with the American flag strewn all over like it was the 4th of July, we graciously thanked the pilots for getting us there safe, tears came to people's eyes as they passed, and the pilots thanked us for braving the skies too, a unity among us was palpable and touching. I'll never forget that, such emotion and pride in the freedom of our country, temporarily infringed but soon to recover.
After 9/11, it is ingrained in me that life and loved ones are never to be taken for granted, and that life is lived without regret in peace with hope, thankfully. Amen. Peace to Flight 522.
posted by M at 7:09 PM
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