Rocking and Rolling West

Do you remember Rock a Bye Baby - the old lullaby mothers and others sing to send babies and young children off to dream land?

As our JetBlue plane rocked and rattled in strong winds 30,000 feet above the ground, I thought about that old song. When the pilot announced in his super cool and calmest voice that he was climbing higher and higher to find us a smooth ride I thought "good, good" and then added "hurry, hurry".

My seat belt was pulled low and tight over my lap. I satin the comfortable grey leather seat with my eyes shut tight. I felt the same thing I do in the dentist's chair. FEAR.

Passengers to the left and to the right of me were sleeping. Amazing.