DOUBLE Aborted Landing: January of 1997, during a snow and ice storm, flying from PHL through St. Louis to get to Quad Cities (Davenport Iowa) for a deposition and return on the same day.
TWA Landing at St. Louis, gets within, at most, 50 feet of the ground (I was in a window seat) when the plane suddenly takes off virtually straight up, engines gunning, into the air. Once we got high enough that we started circling, the pilot explained that another plane hadn't cleared the runway, and we would try again.
This time, we got down to about 500 feet before again turning up and away from the airport, not as violently. Again, the pilot apologized, saying the ice and snow on the tarmac were making it difficult for planes to taxi (a comforting thought).
Finally, on the third time down, we came to a landing, fishtailed a little bit on the ice on the runway, and were able to stop.
Needless to say, the entire plane cheered once we had landed.
I must confess that I never even thought to ask TWA for benefits such as FF miles for the experience. I was just glad to be on the ground, safe and sound.
The weather later got so bad I couldn't fly back through St. Louis, and ended up going back to PHL the same night through Chicago on United.