I'm terrified of flying over the ocean. This is an unfortunate neurosis, considering my constant trans-Atlantic travel. My husband tries to assuage my fear of the dark ocean and its creatures engulfing me: He assures me I'd be dead on impact. Somehow this fails to comfort me. While writing this article, a search for the remains of Air France Flight 447 is under way. I want the black boxes (or the orange cylinders) to tell us what happened. I want the people touched by this tragedy to have a small degree of peace. For myself, I want to be…
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