I was recently taken back to my childhood, when the captain of the plane I was flying on invited me and my travel mates to visit the cockpit and chat a bit. The last time this happened I was 6 years old flying United Airlines to California from Philadelphia to spend my summer vacation with my father. I remember that trip well, because it was the first time I had flown on a plane, in addition to making the trip solo. The world was a different place then. Clearly my mother was not concerned about her only child being snatched and kidnapped, and neither was I.

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