Miracle at 34 000 Feet

Bill Benda, MD

There is something happening here in South Florida, unexplainable and yet oddly predictable. And, strange enough, it takes place only high above our Sunshine State, specifically aboard outbound flights from Palm Beach International Airport. If I could bottle it, I'd make a fortune. It seems that many of our older residents, as well as annual snowbirds, have grown quite infirm through the years and find it difficult to maneuver the walkways and ramps that are part of the normal boarding process. Fortunately, attendants with wheelchairs are ready to assist them onto the plane ahead of all other passengers and secure them comfortably in front row seats as the rest of us file slowly by.

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