I don’t like flying for two reasons: I’m afraid of heights and I hate your children. I can manage my fear of heights. I used to entertain visions of fireball wreckages, with parts of my body spread across the continent in tiny bits. It took months of preparation to get me on a plane, and…
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Over the Thanksgiving holiday, we flew to Florida. From our nearest airport, that’s about a 2 1/2 hour flight. We flew JetBlue, because a) they have TVs for each seat and b) they have snacks and c) they have TVs for each seat, and we have two small children. Flights are expensive, so naturally I…
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