When I first got to Ann Arbor, one of the things that I was most intrigued and impressed by was the Survival Flight program, whose aircraft flew (and fly) over my building at regular intervals. For some reason I was in awe of Survival Flight, amazed by their comings and goings and the work being done and how each flight meant lives changing. Today there was widespread news of a Survival Flight organ transplant trip gone horribly, tragically wrong. Even though the steady thumping of rotary wings continues - I heard several of the Bell 430s today - it is very strange to think that sometimes the lives changed are those of the flyers and flying doctors who hope to only bring about the good changes and make the most of the bad ones. Six people died in the crash last night, doing everything we as a civilization know how to do so that one life might be spared. That's something to be in awe of, for sure.

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