My second cousin that lives next door (yes the one that should help his grandmother) was one of the 96 passengers on the Delta flight that had to do a crash landing this morning. Bless his heart. I know that had to be some kind of scary. It does not happen often so I am not going to let it deter me from flying one day. He was so funny telling me about it today. He said it was only a 39-minute flight so he did not go to the restroom before he boarded. He still has to go back tomorrow to Charlotte (an hour away) to get his luggage. They would not give it to them today. I hope he gets some flyer miles or discounts for the added trouble and for having the bejesus out of himself.