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Love in the Air: A Stewardess Falls Head Over Heel

Former flight attendant and author Ann Hood recounts the time she met her first adult love on a flight to New York: A guy—the guy—showed me his boarding pass, looked into my eyes ... and I swear it was love at first sight. The real thing: My palms got sweaty, my heart did a triple axel, and I had to fight the urge to jump into his vintage-shirted arms. Instead, I made a mental note of his seat number, 47F, and after takeoff, planted myself at that end of the airplane.