We had a close call in our family today. Frank, my wife’s cousin’s husband (say that three times fast) was on the small plane that crashed in New Jersey today. He’s fine and so are the rest of the people on board. We got an email this morning from his mother recounting what he told her.
Apparently, after the crash, nobody could find the emergency exits because of the smoke and the floor lights that are supposed to show you the way, apparently didn’t work. Fortunately, he found the emergency exit, opened it and then helped people out of the plane, just before it burst info flames and burned. So, he’s pretty much a hero. Good job Frank. i knew I always liked you.
