“As I ran, I wondered if some day when my kids are all grown up if they’ll buckle their seat belts, gaze out the window at the tarmac runway and remember this night in the moments before the plane takes off. Where will they be going? Who will they have become by then? Will they remember the night in summer when their 42-year-old mother took them to the Breslau airport to run the runway while cheering them on as they looped ahead of her?”