Crisis in the Sky
What would we do if we couldn't look away?
Last Saturday morning, I left New Haven at 3:30 a.m. to catch a flight in Hartford. The lines were longer than anyone had ever seen at that airport, snaking around the entire building like there had been some misstep in planning enough security for the spring break rush. After an hour of standstill, strangers raising…
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