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12 June 2016


I dozed off and missed the peanut and pretzel parceling out, but I was greeted with a marshmallow-puff sky when I opened my eyes and the window-seat shade. I don't remember my first flight, though I have TWA wings in my childhood jewelry box as an ancient souvenir. Yet even after so many years of flying, I still marvel that a metal tube can zoom above the clouds.

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