Worries - part 1

Everytime I hear about some sort of airplane disaster, my very first thought is "Where is Dad?!". No different this morning. Especially this morning.

As my sisters and I were growing up, my father traveled internationally for business. I got used to figuring out the planet Earth by following my father's travels around the globe. When the PanAm flight was bombed in Lockerbie , Scotland, we were living in Skipton. My father flew often between England and the US.

I keep forgetting that though my father travels, he doesn't travel internationally much anymore. But I'll always worry.