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Ms. Betsy Dwyer started here aviation career in 1983 working with the specialized unit that transports the President and the Vice President of the United States as a flight attendant until her departure in 1990. She was hired by Wayfarer Aviation in White Plains and assigned to the CEO of Chase Manhattan Bank for 6 years. After leaving Wayfarer she became the Catering Director for Christopher Martins in New Haven CT for 2 years, than was hired by Cesar Pelli to do Private Chef Work for their office also in CT. Betsy wanted to return to flying and was hired by Jet Aviation Business Jets as the Director of Cabin Services for the Private Charter operations from 1997 to 2004 when the company decided to downsize their fleet. For the last four years she has been working for the CEO of General Maritime Corporation onboard a Falcon 2000EX plane based in Oxford CT. Betsy’s continued education has given her a BA in Journalism (Southern Connecticut State University) as well a BA in Business (University of New Ha

Indolence and Coupons

Betsy Dwyer - Wednesday, January 27, 2010
I have had 2 trips cancel. I flew last on 4 jan. I have become neurotic again. This usually takes 3 weeks of indolence. My thoughts become severely distorted. I look at lawn mover sheds, and think that will be my potential house if I do not get a job. I clip coupons, and resentfully surrender them at checkout. I am afraid my teeth are going to fall out. I think about Ben's college fund, it is half empty. He will have to marry rich, invent something, join the military (he is a peace loving baby), sell a kidney, or model for Calvin Klein. wait tables and live under a bridge.All this happens in one sleepless night. I wake up, heart pounding, shaking and stressed. Why do I do this to myself? no clue.

I have spent a lot of the year listening to people talk about them having no future, economically.. I was taught to not talk about money or earnings. It is private. The fears enter my sleep and choke hold me. My spirit drags, and i look at hormel corned beef hash in the super market and no name foods, and dented lima beans as future suppers. I lose faith every 21 days for 1 day, then it goes back to hope and fire in the soul. There should be a name for this day. Gut wrenching harrowing void day. Trail of terror. wrong turn day. Tonight is Obama's state of the union address, i want to watch in order to catch a glimpse of our future. I have vats of hope, with one day missing.

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