The Christmas before the plane crash. Look what I bought Pam's husband Keith. I wish I'd known how dangerous it was. I see in the news nearly ever week a small plane crash. I didn't know. I would never have noticed this before. This was his last Christmas.
This blog is about me and my sister Pam who was killed age 43 in a plane crash on July 3rd 2008 along with the instructor Charlie and her husband Keith who was learning to fly. These stories and thoughts keep me close to her, it's her shrine.
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