Monday, August 24, 2009

I hate Scotland

My sister Kerry was one of the few Syracuse travel-abroad students who couldn't make the doomed Pan Am flight. She arrived home from England two days earlier, while her classmates "got" to stay in London a couple of more days.

When the plane went down over Lockerbie, that was our JFK moment. I'll never forget it.

Scotland should be ashamed for letting the bastard go.

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