I used to fly well, when I was a youngster, even through turbulence. But then I took a trip in a small 4 seater airplane with a family member who was a pilot. It was a bit different in that we weren't as high, not as fast, etc. But when we hit some wind and the plane was bucking around and I could actually see what I was going to smash into if the plane went down, well that changed me forever. I swore I would never fly again. Well in 2001 I had a trip planned to meet up with some friends in Boston, go to a ballgame go partying around Boston, sounded like great fun and I actually tried at one point to book a flight through Travelocity but it didn't go through due to what I later learned was a typo when I entered the billing address for the card. Anyhow, it was a blessing in disquise because my son then had this before school picnic thing he wanted me to take him to and I agreed so I cancelled the trip. I think I was looking for an excuse.... Shortly thereafter 9/11 happened and I've pretty much made up my mind that I will not fly again. I have a friend who wont fly because out of the blue he had a heart attack and it took a long time to get medical attention, he doesn't want to risk dying again just to go on vacation.
