Just wanted to jump on in here.
Thank you to all who are following along, articulating articles and sharing theories. I followed early on in this event and was just speechless. My father was an airline captain and started his career in the late 50's until his last professional flight during the 1st Gulf War.
I recall growing up around big airports, little airports and everything in-between. When there were airline tragedies or airport drama I loved to listen in or be lucky enough to question him, he was so uniquely bright and passionate about flying. The stories I could tell about my exciting childhood!
My father died last January and on the eve of his death after we left the hospital, the wind was rippling, violent, sharp, and steady at over 40 mph with gusts at 60mph and it was as if my father was taking his final flight. It was powerful and beautiful and I stood with my arms extended as that wind penetrated me taking in every last moment of his life.
Thanks for letting me share. Miss you dad.
Prayers for the families. They will always be in your heart.