Between Two Crashes

It was one of those unexpected phone
calls that leaves you stunned. Our friend
Curt, one of the most experienced private
pilots we know, had crashed two hours
earlier. He was landing on a grass strip
near his home, a strip where he had
landed hundreds of times. This time
he somehow went into a skid that
propelled his plane right into a tree.
The plane caught fire and then it
exploded. And our friend Curt was
in heaven. As a beloved leader in our
community, his death rocked a lot of
us. Because of a collapsed wheel, he
had been in a crash fourteen months
earlier actually; one which should
have been fatal but from which he
escaped with serious but survivable
injuries. I can't tell you how grateful
I am that he didn't die then. Something
very important happened between
those two crashes.

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