three-hundred and ninety days since I last flew

 It has been three-hundred and ninety days since I last flew. That flight was as routine as possible: Southwest Airlines from Chicago Midway back to Kansas City, concluding a typical trip to go to with business partners. At the time, there was some concern over risks of an epidemic but the subject wasn’t a worry for many . Headlines of the day were about the Iowa caucuses, Trump’s first impeachment hearing, and a Pegasus 737 sliding off the runway in Istanbul. 2020 was getting to be a fantastic year for travel, both for the work -and- personal varieties. We all skills that clothed . Like many, i made a decision that flying during a worldwide pandemic wasn't an honest idea. Shortly after, my employer instituted an outright ban on travel. Events across the board were canceled and Delta parked a large chunk of their fleet on one among Kansas City’s runways.


My reasons to not travel were varied. Back in November, David cared for many of them. If you haven’t read his piece, i might recommend starting there because this is often a kind of follow-up. plow ahead and click on , we’ve got it found out to open during a new tab for your convenience. One crucial piece that i feel David overlooked was that I don’t believe either folks were particularly concerned about *our* health, but the danger of contracting and unknowingly spreading to others. that's a crucial a part of the narrative which i feel has been missing from the conversation. i'm not worried about me. i'm worried about my wife, my son, my son’s teacher, his schoolmates, their families… Public health is a smaller amount about the individual, and more about the population. My decision to not fly wasn't about me, it had been a selfless one.

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