Sorry for the delayed reply. Busy on the Convention floor, but tonight I made a pilgrimage to my dad's childhood home from the 1940s. He's gone now, and all I was able to get out of my mom (who isn't from Winnipeg [New Brunswick]) was that it was modest, and on a corner. Luckily I'm here with our genealogy librarian (and union president) and she was able to get the exact address with a minimum of work. So off we went to see it and then onwards to The Forks Market for dinner. Tomorrow the dance is being held at the Canadian Museum for Human Rights.
Avi, I'm stunned the panels were screwed shut
I thought the tape was sketchy enough. We always think it can't happen to us, until it does.
Joy, I would also like to think pilots wouldn't fly unsafe planes, but there are so many things they'd not know about.
me, that was my concern. The panels were sealed with 3" tape. If the oxygen masks were needed those folks would have to find a loose end to peel it off. I think I have a strong sense of self preservation (ask my sis about throwing her between myself and a crazed ostrich at a zoo when we were kids, and she's older and bigger) but I'd be shaking so much I'd never get the tape off.
Hopefully fate doesn't put me in that plane and row on the way home Friday.