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Digging through my journals I found the following story:

"Nine months ago I had the privilege to have had a baby born in the back seat of my airplane (Click Here to Read About It).  How thrilling and honoring it is.  It’s a day to snap photos and tell stories.  Today a little baby died in my arms.  No hero, no pictures.  Just a young weeping Indian mother who lost her four-month-old baby.

"What a strange day it has been.  It started out with strange weather and phantom radio calls that lead to an hour of extra flight.  I ended up making it back from my flight at about 2:00 and grabbed a bite to eat.  I arrived at the office after Jon landed with the sick baby and his mother.   I didn’t even notice her sitting off to one side with here baby in her arms.  She was waiting for a ride to the hospital that never came.