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Damn Straight. I've been to New Years Eve in NYC, I've been to London when there was Travel Alert for Yanks abroad, I've been to the Bears-Eagles Playoff Game...hell I should be dead. Every time there's a terror alert it seems that a large contingent of freepers fall into a panic and start spouting half assed theories about how the next big terror attack will be delivered. All I can do is be vigilant. Otherwise I'm going to live my life normally, and if I die from a dirty bomb or a missile hitting my plane, well at least I will die living my life the way I enjoy living it.

When I suggested my 24 yr. old daughter might not want to fly home for Thanksgiving last year......she was adamant that no one would stop her from being with her family. It isn't to say that there aren't worries, but we have all been flying, visiting, and not missing the joys of being with each other. These visits are even more precious now in the light of 9/11.

Glad to know others are undaunted.......

Happy, healthy New Year to you and yours.........

Damn Straight. I've been to New Years Eve in NYC, I've been to London when there was Travel Alert for Yanks abroad, I've been to the Bears-Eagles Playoff Game...hell I should be dead. Every time there's a terror alert it seems that a large contingent of freepers fall into a panic and start spouting half assed theories about how the next big terror attack will be delivered. All I can do is be vigilant. Otherwise I'm going to live my life normally, and if I die from a dirty bomb or a missile hitting my plane, well at least I will die living my life the way I enjoy living it.

Agreed.

I would be lying if I said I wasn't a little more on edge when streaking across the sky in a pressurized tube than pre-9/11, but I haven't stopped. That "edgyness" probably peaked for me on a return flight 9/10 this year, just after they bumped up the color code to off-fushia, burnt-tope, rusty-bicycle or whatever it was.

The fact is I have a life to live and a job to do. I always want to come home to my kids smiles and hugs, but how could I look them in the eye if I cowered in fear at every turn.