I remember (in early 1970) returning to boarding school in Switzerland from X-mas holidays in Sweden, how I travelled the last leg (Zurich to Geneva) aboard a Swissair Coronado, destined for Monrovia (Africa), and how pleasant the flight, crew, and airplane were. I was especially thrilled with the way the flight attendants catered us passengers and was absolutely appalled when -a month later- one of the planes (the same one?) was blown up in mid air by terrorists. This has got to be the ultimate form of COWARDICE!

--Kim Gabrielsson