Our family was flying on a Make-A-Wish trip for my sick son — halfway through the flight, the pilot said, “Mike, there’s one thing about this trip that you and your parents know nothing about.”

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“Then why are they crying?”

I tried to answer.

I couldn’t.

Captain Harris did it for me.

“Mike, sometimes people cry when they discover the world is kinder than they thought.”

The cabin remained silent.

Then he added, “You’ve been flying with us for much longer than today, son.”

Applause began somewhere near the back.

It did not erupt.

It moved gently through continue reading …