Do you remember in the early 70's when National Airlines named several of their jets with girl's names? I was a travel agent at Gold Key Travel located on NE 79th Street. I was invited on a "get familiar with the newest jet" on a National's promotional "flight to nowhere." Honestly. I didn't want to go alone, so I convinced, Maddy, friend of mine, and roommate at the time, who was terrified of flying to join me. I don't recall the exact type of aircraft, however, I remember that the jet had two engines. The flight plan was to depart Miami Int'l., fly north for approximately an hour and return to MIA. Maddy insisted on sitting next to the window. Immediately after take off we were served complementary cocktails. Within the next few minutes, I couldn't believe my eyes. Flames were coming out of the engine located just outside Maddy's window. I don't believe we were airborne long enough to reach the West Palm Beach area before the pilot turned the jet around and returned to MIA where we landed safely. Maddy and I had a much better experience on the "cruise to nowhere" aboard the vintage MS Freeport. During the time I spent cruising on, either the MS Starward, or MS Skyward, I read the The Posideen (sp) Adventure, one of the first disaster books/movies. Remember Peter Benchley's book, and subsequent movie, JAWS? I actually started reading that book at Crandon Park Beach. TRUE stories, Don. Just a few memories I felt like sharing during the hours spent perusing through your web sites. Thank you, Don.