But that wasn't necessarily our plan. We had planned to take two of our sons and fly to Indianapolis, where our oldest son lived with his family. We would land in Indianapolis, buy food for our traditional Christmas Eve dinner, and surprise them by caroling to them just as it got dark.
We boarded the plane the morning of
Christmas Eve and checked one large duffel bag with everyone’s presents in it.
We had been in the air for about 2 hours, when we heard this over the intercom:
“Folks, this is your captain speaking. I wish I had good news for you, but I do
not.”...