We have a gorgeous day in January today, and I decided to spend some time outside.
So, I took the dogs and a horse, and went for a nice ride, running my younger dog. It was windy but mild. The scenting must have been decent as she had a nice find on a small group of huns. There wasn't too much snow, but just a few miles away, there was still quite a bit.
The air traffic controller who was directing the airplane, and or helicopter, has to have tremendous remorse and guilt over whether everything possible was done to avoid the collision. It may well, not at all be his fault, or only has some portion of the blame for what happened.
It likely comes down to a half dozen or more things that went wrong, and those lining up in a way that the plane and helicopter ended up hitting each other.
People across the political spectrum died in the crash. People across the political spectrum tried to rescue them. The former group deserves our condolences and the latter group deserves our respect.
I hope for many years, going forward, of safe travel in commercial air travel. It is truly remarkable that air travel seems so routine. It takes a lot of work from many people to make it so.