Originally Posted by Jakebeth
I don't know if I would have ever been able to fly again after that...
I've thought about that. It was over before we knew what was happening. The pilot explained later, back on the ground. My priority at the time was to meet some Canadian friends, so I went to the Crown Room and, instead of flying to Calgary (their home) to meet them there and drive to Edmonton, I rebooked on the next flight to Edmonton and met them there. You get caught up in the activity of the moment and don't step back to think about it. Then I was in Calgary (we drove back from Edmonton) and had to return to Boston. There's no practical way to do that other than flying. By the time I was home, I had made three uneventful flights and was back in the groove.
Over half a million actual flight miles later, that's the closest I've come to an accident. I hope it stays that way.