On My First Flight as a Captain, a Passenger Started Choking – When I Saved Him, the Truth About My Past Hit Me
On my very first flight as a captain, a passenger started choking in first class. When I ran out to save him, I froze. That dark birthmark—stretching across his face—was the same one that had haunted my entire childhood. For twenty years, I’d searched for the man I thought was my father, and suddenly, he was lying at my feet. But he wasn’t who I expected. Ever since I can remember, I’ve been obsessed with the sky. It all started with an old, crinkled photograph I found at the orphanage