There were two dawns that morning. One the orderly sunrise of God, followed by man's fireball at the base of that rocket.
Instrument flying is an unnatural act probably punishable by God.
In response to how he checked the weather, "I just whip out my blue card with a hole in it and read what it says: 'When color of card matches color of sky, FLY!'"
My first wife didn't like to fly, either.
When asked by someone how much money flying takes: Why, all of it!
