Duane said:
I was flying in to Fayetteville NC to see my little brother at Fort Brag several years ago in one of those twin engine turboprops. Let me tell you that we flew into a really bad storm. The plane was going up and down, side to side and everything else. I swear I thought the plane was going to fall apart. Ever since then I don't like getting on the suckers.
I still fly because Houston to New Orleans is a 5 1/2 drive but I don't like one minute of it.
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I was flying out of Las Vegas the day of that explosion. There were 4 blasts. I felt the 1st and 2nd blasts happened as we were on I-15 looking for the exit. Shook the whole car.
3nd one happened while we were on the overpass and I swear it swayed.
Pulled up to the Vegas airport and was getting my suitcase out of the trunk when the 4th one hit. I was lifted 6 inches off the ground.
I thought a military jet at Nellis AFB must have gone down. In the airport we were all watching TVs to get the scoop. Time came to board the plane and the pilots were saying they could see the cloud from 100 miles out and the flames from 75 miles out.
I had a window seat over the wing. As we took off the pilot said on the PA that our flight pattern would take us right over the explosion site. I was curious like everyone else.
We hit the thermals from that fire and I swear the plane jumped 30 feet. The wings bent like crazy. The stewardess that was in the aisle flew up into the overhead compartment and hit her head.
Next thing I knew the pilot was climbing straight up. A passenger abotu 4 rows in front of me pulled the unconscious stewardess into the seat next to him and buckled her in.
The flight was going to El Paso. We landed in Phoenix and changed planes. A lot of people did not get on the 2nd plane.
When I got to New Mexico my brother said to me, "you won't believe what happened in Nevada after you left."
I wanted to hit him.