GUY GULLICK

We were about mid-ocean, off the coast of Ireland, when we started getting word that there was a problem. We had roughly three hours to go until we could find land. That gave us plenty of time to think about what we were going to do, and lots of time to reflect on the significance of what was going on in the US.

Most of the planes found out about the situation at the same time—we communicate on a common frequency out over the ocean. Of course, we decided to go to Gander, which was our ocean alternate airport.

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