For Julian Pracz-Bandres

I took this photo in Mijas in Andulucia today, finishing five days in Spain. Both the Spanish nation flag and Andualucian flags fly at half mast since Tuesday after the devastating crash in the French Alps.

Little Julian Pracz-Bandres would have died in his loving mother's arms when the plane hit the mountains at high speed.... He was just seven months old...more or less the same age as my youngest grand child....

My plane took off from Malaga directly behind a Germanwings flight and  the flight of the one hundred and forty nine innocents came to mind.

The legacy left behind by our inability to deal well with mental health is huge. I cannot, and will not, judge the co-pilot because, without the support and friendship in our darker hours, what dark deed might any of us have been responsible for.... All I can do is pray for and remember the youngest victim, a little Briton named Julian Pracz-Bandres.... God speed little child......just saying...sadly

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