The Only Plane in the Sky – review

Let me start by letting you know that I’m a glutton for punishment when it comes to reading. I will finish every book I pick up – even if I hate it (I’m getting better about this). But what I really mean is that I read books that make me cry… A lot…

The Only Plane in the Sky, by Garrett M Graff, is about 9/11. That was almost 19 years ago but the memory of that day feels fresh. This is odd to me because I’m just a nobody from Iowa who was in 6th grade at the time. I didn’t even know what the twin towers were or why we cared (other than the obvious – somehow a plane lost control and ran into a building). I don’t remember hearing much about the Pentagon or Shanksville, Pennsylvania. I think those were over shadowed by the twin towers for most people but for me, I think it was because I did see the original live footage sitting in my sixth grade science class and I did see the people jump/fall out of the building. I can’t imagine.
We spent our entire first period watching the footage – I was in Mr. Rorris’s science class. No one said anything and when the bell rang we just got up and moved on like normal. Then I was in Mr. Henn’s keyboarding class, where we still watched. After that the day went back to normal. Not understanding the gravity of the situation it really was an “out of sight out of mind” kind of thing for me. I have a scrapbook lying around somewhere with a page dedicated to 9/11. The main part of it, as I recall, is a quote from former President George W. Bush, “Freedom itself was attacked this morning by a faceless coward, and freedom will be defended.” Seems a little foreshadowing that this quote stuck in my head and years later I ended up serving in the military…

This book took me 4 days to read. I picked it up on Friday and finished it Monday after work. It takes a minute to get into the flow of the book – but I wouldn’t have the author write it any differently. He goes in order of the timeline and provides you excerpts from multiple people who survived that day. You essentially get to live through the day with the fireman, police man, FBI agent, tower employees…everyone it’s surreal.

I cried at least once every time I picked the book up. I think the first time I cried was reading the transcript of a phone call from a person from the plane. Ugh. Heart broken.

The book also includes some “fun” facts that were also eye opening or mind blowing. Did you know that it wasn’t until December 19 of that year when the fires at the twin towers extinguished for good?! Crazy. How amazingly fortunate was it that AA flight 77 hit the Pentagon where it did? The only wedge that had been renovated for bombs and wasn’t fully staff yet. A few feet difference could’ve told of an even worse day.

Here are my responses to a few of the reading group guide questions:

What are the strengths or benefits of experiencing this story through this particular format? The difficulties?
Strengths/benefits – as I said before, hearing and seeing the day from the perspective of all these different people is amazing. It gives you a really good 360 view. People who suggest that the government was involved in 9/11 seem even more ridiculous to me when reading this. People who criticize former President Bush or former Mayor Giuliani look dumb too. How in the world could ANYONE know how to respond? What more could anyone have done? The air traffic controllers did an AMAZING job getting all planes grounded as quickly as possible. No one could know that there weren’t other forms of attacks planned.

What was it like reading the opening chapters knowing what was about to happen next?
Another cliche for you – hind sight is 20/20. No one should ever forget that. Reading about how the second tower was told to stay in place, that they were fine…I was SCREAMING in my head, “NO YOU AREN’T!! GET OUT!!” There’s more in the book that has you gasping at the fortunate luck of some and the horrible unfortunate luck of others but I don’t want to spoil it for you so I can’t say – once you’ve read it, let’s talk. Some people though, they are created with good instincts and their confidence to follow them, saved a lot of lives.

What did you learn about the reactions and experiences of people in different locations? How were they similar or different?
The reactions in NYC and DC/Arlington make perfect sense. It was interesting how disconnected some people were when the Pentagon was hit. They didn’t know about NYC yet. The Pentagon is so huge, people on the other side thought the AC was kicking in. Wow. The lady who had her baby that day, how tough to be happy when you’re scared out of your mind about the world that you’re bringing your baby into!
I did chuckle about the luck of those in uniform (military) because their uniforms are flame retardant and likely protected them from a lot. I think about how annoyed we can be with our uniforms, but just those moments the uniform saves you…I’ll take the annoyance.

A running theme throughout The Only Plane in the Sky – and all 9/11 satires in general – is heroism, and the active choice a person makes in the face of chaos and tragedy to step up, whether they are in the Twin Towers or on a hijacked aircraft or running back into the Pentagon to help wounded coworkers. Discuss what makes a hero; are they born? Are the made? Are we all capable of heroic acts?
As I read about individuals who repeatedly ran up flights of stairs to save people, who kept going back in to pull people out, who formed a plan to take the plane back I kept wondering, would I do that? Honestly, I don’t know. Of course I’d like to think I would, but I don’t think any of us could say, until we’re faced with the situation. I think some people are born heroes, and some are made. I think everyone is capable of heroic acts – just like we are all capable of good and evil. Heroism is a subjective term, what makes a person a hero to one person doesn’t to another. No hero goes into a situation thinking “this is going to make me a hero”.

As noted in the book, an interesting thing to remember about 9/11 is the lack of communication options; the Internet was barely up and running, social media did not exist, and many people did not have cell phones. As a result, many people outside of the impacted areas did not know what was happening, or if more attacks were coming. How would the response and dissemination of information be different if an event like this were to happen today?
I couldn’t begin to guess how different communications would be logistically or in the field of security. I do, however, believe it would bring a lot of relief to all the families and friends that were left wondering for hours if they’d see their loved ones again. I also think it could be a horrible thing – people doing live streaming on social media, the way media was already was crazy, I don’t think we need people streaming every aspect of it. Sometimes, it’s important to respect the moment and let it stay in that moment, I think that is too often forgotten.

This has been a long post, but it’s short for a book review. Although not thorough for a book review, I’d hope you aren’t looking to assess whether or not I’ve actually read the book and looking to see if it’s something you’d like to read. I hope your answer is yes. As I grow up, I find it more and more important to ensure I read, just a little, to understand history a little bit better. Whether or not you were alive for the attacks, they did impact you and you just don’t know it. Security is completely different from the way it was on September 10, 2001. Air traffic control is different. Airports are different. Building structures are different. Job positions are different. America as a whole is different, it may be your norm, but it’s not what America once was and this book sheds just a little light on how our country is growing and developing.

Vegetarian Moussaka

A few months ago Kandace signed up for a Centr account by Chris Hemsworth.  I was a little skeptical, but for a little over $100 we got access for a year subscription.  I underestimated the services Centr provides.  It has workouts, recipes, and guided meditations.  We had some fun with their vegetarian moussaka recipe.

I never realized how hard it was to find lentils at the grocery store.  In all fairness, I’ve never purchased or prepared lentils before.  I looked at Safeway for lentils, this turned into a fruitless effort.  With COVID ravaging the grocery store, I thought, “maybe lentils protect people from COVID.”  So that was why the store didn’t have any.  The next week we went to the commissary.  They had toilet paper, eggs, milk, but no lentils!  I told you, secret weapon against COVID!  We picked up the rest of the ingredients and I was cautiously optimistic Safeway was going to come through.  We checked Safeway, and no luck.  I even checked their website to make sure I was in the right aisle.  The moussaka would have to wait another week.  Finally we made it to Whole Foods, and hit the jackpot! 

At this point, I am not even sure what I am making, or how to cook lentils.  The recipe called for canned, and I had dry lentils.  A little google search and we were on our way again!  It was super easy to make, once we had the ingredients. Here are a few tips:

  • If using dry lentils, use a bigger sauce pan than you think you need. They get bigger as they soak up water
  • Grate your Parmesan cheese instead of using pre-shredded
  • Baking time took about 10 extra minutes in our oven

So it turned out to be a great casserole, maybe not quite as good as my quinoa enchilada casserole… But still really good.

Ingredients
1 tsp olive oil
1 onion finely chopped
2 garlic cloves minced
1 medium eggplant diced
2 cans of lentils (14 oz) drained and rinsed
1 can chopped tomatoes
salt and pepper to taste
3 cups arugula to serve
Topping
2 large eggs
1 cup (8 oz) Greek yogurt
1 tsp cornstarch
3/4 cup parmesan grated
Method
1. Preheat oven to 355 F
2. Heat oil in a large non-stick skillet over medium heat. Cook onion and garlic for 5 minutes until soft. Add eggplant and cook, stirring for 5 minutes until browned. Add the lentils, tomatoes and season with salt and pepper. Cook uncovered for 10 minutes until reduced.
3. Meanwhile whisk eggs, yogurt, and cornstarch together. Stir in parmesan and season with salt and pepper.
4. Transfer eggplant mixture into an oven proof dish and smooth the top with the back of a spoon. Pour topping evenly over eggplant and bake for 30 minutes until golden.
5. Serve with arugula.

Prompt #3

So, for my birthday a friend bought me a book of writing prompts – 300 to be exact. So Mike and I decided it would be fun to go through and do these together. 
There are a few rules: 
1. It’s time restrained – 7 minutes 
2. You can’t look at the prompt until you’re ready to type 
3. You have to stop, even mid-sentence, when the timer goes off 
4. No edits after the timer

Prompt: Write about the weirdest job you ever had

Mike:

I don’t feel like I’ve had a lot of jobs in my life…

The weirdest job I ever had was probably selling hot dogs outside a bar from 10 PM until 3 AM.  I worked as a bus boy at an Italian restaurant until 10.  Towards the end of my shift I would get the cart ready.  Then for about five hours I would sell hot-dogs and snacks to bar goers.  Things were slow the first hour or so, then around 1 AM things picked up.  Once the bar closed, it was a mad house for a one man show to feed the masses as they flowed outside the bar.  Looking back, the job wasn’t that strange.  The strange part was I was a senior in high school.  I can’t believe my Mom was alright with it or that the business owner trusted me to run his show for him.  It was a fun experience and I made more money in the last two hours of selling hot dogs than the six-hour busing shift! 

Ace:

As far as “real” jobs go, I don’t know that I’ve really had a weird one. But I do remember some of my first “jobs”. They count, because I got paid.
My siblings really just tried to get me to go away, and it worked, but only if I got paid to do it. I used to get paid to pick up cigarette butts around the house/yard. I got paid 5 cents a butt for this. Like I said, it was mainly to make me go away, but it was also to hide the fact that they smoke. Jokes on them because I got a really cool barbie with that money and she had a backpack that lit up and made noise. I definitely irritated EVERYONE with that thing. 
I also remember a time when I would get paid to go throw their cigarette butts in the toilet…that was usually when they had a date over…so they could kiss without me looking. 
Weird jobs maybe, but I think I did pretty well in the end. And I never even started smoking despite all the opportunities to try it out. I did burn a toilet paper square with a cigarette butt over the toilet once…could’ve been the start with some pyro-stuff…I’d definitely be attacked these days for burning TP…thank goodness we weren’t in quarantine when I was 7!
I don’t have a lot to say about this so now I’m just rambling. I wish there were more details or weirder jobs with funnier stories. But alas, it was all pretty straight forward. I’d get a bucket fill it…

Cinnamon Rolls

Mike and I schedule monthly date nights. I feel like our whole life is a series of date nights, but just in case life gets in the way, we get busy, or things are hectic, we schedule one day to be intentional about each other. Every month we take turns, this month, it was Mike’s turn to treat me to a date.
The quarantine and shelter in place orders make it a little difficult to go out anywhere…by a little difficult, I mean impossible, so we have to get creative. Mike decided we would make homemade cinnamon rolls together, because love is centered around food!

That’s not dandruff, it’s flour…oops

Here’s a link to the recipe we sort of followed: Cinnamon Roll Recipe

And here’s what we actually did:
We followed all of the directions from the line above but our ingredients differed…ever so slightly.
Dough: Instead of 1/2 cup of scalded milk; we used 1/2 cup of scalded whipping cream
Filling: 3/4 cup of sugar became 1 cup and 2 tablespoons ground cinnamon turned into Mike just pouring a bunch in…it was at least triple the amount but likely more. We didn’t do any raisins, walnuts, or pecans

The review:

The Process: The dough didn’t rise and we aren’t sure why…Mike is suspect that he kneaded it too much or that it wasn’t warm enough for the yeast to react.
When coating the rolled out dough with butter, you should pile up some of the sugar cinnamon mixture as barricades to block the butter from flowing off the dough.
We should have cut the rolls a little thicker, we had 1 extra that we ended up baking in one of my small pie tins…it worked well.
We used a glass pyrex 8×9 pan that worked really well for baking.
I threw flour at Mike and that definitely made all the difference.
Mike didn’t notice the second waiting period for the dough, so the whole thing took about an hour longer than he anticipated…old man needed to get to bed!
The Taste: These were delicious. They were buttery and had extra “goop”, but we all know that the “goop” is where its at when it comes to cinnamon rolls. The dough was a little too moist which could be due to the issues addressed in the process above. For our first time, I’d saw they were a win!

Tanzania Update: Zawadi

Before all the COVID-19 stuff took over the world, I took a trip to Tanzania, shortly after so did a surgeon.

If you remember, I introduced you all to a little girl named Zawadi. She had suffered really bad burns at a young age (3 years old or so), she is now 7 years old.

Zawadi

Upon evaluation, I found that she had some active range of motion in her right arm that allowed her to participated in some activities of daily living. However, as you can see in the picture above, her total shoulder movement was severely limited by the scarring from the burn basically tethering her arm to her side. Her left arm had minimal movement because it was also fused together at the elbow. As you can also see, she lost all of her digits on her left hand, and her thumb and first digit on her right hand. One task she could still do, was write.

Zawadi showing me how she can write

I am not sure of the name of the plastic surgeon that arrived after I left, but he was there in February. He evaluated Zawadi, and found he would be able to perform surgery for her. The plan was to release one arm now and come back and do the other arm this summer. He released her right arm, likely due to it’s functionality.

Zawadi in recovery – post op

Just this last week, Dana sent me an amazing video. A bright light in this dark and gloomy quarantine time. Zawadi has returned home rehab roughly a week ago. I am so excited for this little girl and her future. I know that her second operation is up in the air right now due to COVID-19, but I am hopeful that everything will work out and she will continue to receive more care.

I wanted to share with you her progress as I feel she is a light, and her story should make you hopeful throughout your entire life. Quarantine and the uncertainty of medicine right now is scary but you should not be fearful, you should be faithful.

Zawadi showing her new active range of motion!!!!

4 X 4 X 48

I think it was a month ago when I heard about the 4 X 4 X 48. My friend asked if I was doing it. I didn’t even know what it was. So we are on the same page; it is a four mile run, every four hours, for 48 hours. Well at that time I was full of excuses and came up with “reasons” why I couldn’t do it. Today while running, my wife reminded me of the challenge and with all the social distancing going on, I had plenty of time to do it. So here we go…

I am starting at 2000 on Sunday and will finish my last run at 1600 on Tuesday. 48 miles in 48 hours.

Quick about me, I’m 36 years old. I’ve ran a few marathons, but its been awhile since I trained for those. I ride my bike about 100 miles a week between commuting and training rides.


My expectations:
1. I expect I won’t want to do the runs I have to wake up for.
2. I expect to be uncomfortable on day two. I don’t know how the physical pain will effect my mind. I’ve almost had breakdowns on runs before, normally around mile 18.
3. I expect to finish my March calorie challenge from Apple. I need to burn 4,500 calories before the end of the month (2 more days).

After run notes:
I have a detailed breakdown of the runs below if you are interested, but here are the highlights:
1. I was not interested in the midnight or 4 AM run at all, expectation met.
2. Pain was minimal, I think due to eating a lot and replacing my electrolytes. After the second midnight run, I was not feeling good physically and that dragged me down. But I focused on just making it through the next run.
3. Rocked my Apple calorie challenge, I only hope Apple doesn’t hit me with another 43,000 calorie goal.
4. This challenge was great for me, taking a goal like running 48 miles in 48 hours and chunking it will apply to other parts of my life. I can accomplish more when I set my mind to something, put a plan together, and stick to it.

Tips if you want to take this on:
1. Eat, even when you don’t want to. I burned 400-500 calories a run, stay ahead of it or you’ll fade fast.
2. Drink water and electrolytes, if this gets off balance, pain will follow.
3. Use two pairs of shoes, your shoes probably won’t dry before your next run.
4. Stretch after every run, even if its 1 in the morning and you just want to go to bed.
5. Keep your head up, stay proud, be confident. Don’t feel bad for yourself, that’s when you will spiral.

Run 1- 2000 – 35:59 – 61 degrees with N wind of 10 MPH
Kandace ran with me for the first run. She is going to try to run a few more as her work schedule allows. For my second run of the day, I felt strong. I am not feeling fast right now, but my stride feels confident. I am wondering if I should’ve planned my activity a little better before taking this on.
Run 2 – 0000 – 35:12 – 54 degrees with N wind of 3 MPH
Not much to report, streets are super empty between the time of night and social distancing. I really wanted to go back to bed. I told myself, “The faster I run, the faster I sleep.”
— Between run note– Hell of a time going back to bed. I should’ve showered since I just felt gross laying there. I also had the anxiety like I was going to sleep through my alarm.
Run 3 -0400 – 37:39 – 54 degrees with NE wind of 5 MPH
I got my running buddy back, Kandace went with me. Third time running pretty much the same route, something needs to change. We went out a little further so there was a nice cool down walk.
–Between run note– Enjoyed a bowl of frosted mini wheats then laid down for two hours. Slept harder than the previous 3 hours.
Run 4 -0800 – 34:57 – 57 degrees NE wind of 4 MPH
Changed my shoes since the gray ones are sweaty. Also changed the route, totally helped to add some variety. Need to switch to short sleeve or find the glide, because my nipples are getting tender. NO ONE likes bloody nipples.
–Between run note– Second breakfast, work, and Kandace left me the Hypervolt!
Run 5 -1200 – 35:39 – 62 degrees S wind of 10 MPH
Another new route, ran towards the Navy Yard. Felt surprisingly good to run up hill on the way out, I think it was because I knew I’d get to run down on the way home. Kandace loaned me her “Just for women glide” to protect my nipples. Big win there, the nips are good. Saw a few people fishing, while keeping six feet apart.
Run 6 – 1600 – 35:33 – 71 degrees SE wind of 13 MPH
Back to the Gray shoes since the blue ones are sweaty…Almost a totally tragedy. Turns out you get around eight miles before your apple watch dies if you stream music from it. I had to turn around at .5 miles and wait 15 minutes so I had enough juice to finish the run. I was hoping to make it over to Maryland before they shut it down, but came up .5 miles short. At the half way point I’m feeling good. I noticed my heart rate is steadily climbing, so the pain should be coming soon.
–Between run note– Dinner took an extra 45 minutes to prepare since I didn’t realize we were missing lentils. I had to eat later than I planned, only 30 minutes for the food to settle before running.
Run 7 – 2000 – 37:28 – 56 degrees S wind of 10 MPH
Kandace is back on the scene! The wind blew pretty strong so we tried to manage it with a different route. I think I would’ve felt better just gutting out the wind since the route started getting complicated. Dinner felt like a rock in my gut, so suck factor was there. I backed off the pace to manage.
Run 8 – 0000 – 36:14 – 56 degrees S wind of 10 MPH
I wanted to stay in bed, but that was not an option… I decided to face the wind pretty much the whole way out. Running to Union Station was weird with no traffic, half of it I ran in the middle of the road.
–Between run note– I wanted to puke instead of eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, but I knew I needed the calories. So I sucked it up, ate it and half a banana.
Run 9 – 0400 – 39:20 52 degrees NW wind of 9 MPH
Kandace woke up way too early for normal people and went for a run with me! Totally not interested in this run. Four more runs…four more runs…
Run 10 – 0800 – 38:45 – 52 degrees NW wind of 10 MPH
Kandace is down for the pain again. Nipples are getting raw, mine… I don’t know how hers are doing… I need to switch to short sleeves even if I am chilly. This run just felt hard, I don’t even know how or why it was hard. But, this one did not feel good.
Run 11 – 1200 – 35:59 – 54 degrees NE wind of 6 MPH
Kandace is working, so on my own. It was a slow start, but it felt good once I got moving. I tried a new route but was turned around because of the street closures in DC. I didn’t think I could out run the cops in my current condition.
Run 12 – 1600 – 34:52 – 54 degrees E wind of 12 MPH
Last run! The wind was really moving so that added a nice dimension. I’ve been avoiding running capital hill; so I pushed it and ran into the wind, up the hill! It felt good to push it and not feel sorry for myself. After getting to the top I felt good and rode the momentum to the end.

TimeRun Time1 to 10 scale*
12000 (1954)35:598
20000 (2352)35:127
30400 (0356)37:397
40800 (0748)34:578
51200 (1154)35:398
61600 (1555)35:339
72000 (1952)37:286
80000 (2353)36:145
90400 (0358)39:206
100800 (0754)38:456
111200 (1152)35:597
121600 (1548)34:529
*Feeling Scale (1 being horrible, 10 feeling awesome)