I watched the news report in disbelief. Went into the office the next day to a wild scene of people walking out the door with computers and house plants. The chief pilot was in his office wearing shorts and a tank top handing out letters of recommendation like candy while smoking a huge cigar. Paper was all over the floors. Furniture was missing. Uniforms, ID's and jep binders were tossed into a huge pile.

It reminded me of the last day of school before summer break at a junior high. Everyone was cleaning out their desks and lockers. Most people had a crazy look on their faces. Later that day a few of us lined up at the airport fence and watched as the last of our planes taxied to departure in a line and flew away. Most were emotional at that point.

It seems to me that nearly half never flew again. Few were able to secure a better job.

SkyHigh