Please note that the posts on The Blogs are contributed by third parties. The opinions, facts and any media content in them are presented solely by the authors, and neither The Times of Israel nor its partners assume any responsibility for them. Please contact us in case of abuse. In case of abuse, Photo montage: Shira Pasternak Be’eri, after tunaolger, Pixabay.com I grew up under a flight path. In the backyard of my childhood home, we could read the letters on the bellies of the planes coming in for a landing at New York’s Kennedy airport. Between 3:00 and 6:00 a.m., the incoming planes would wake our houseguests, but we never heard them. And at 10:00 in the morning, the vibrations of the outgoing Concorde would trigger car alarms that weren’t calibrated just right.