In 1952, PanAm Clipper Endeavor crashed in Puerto Rico, killing 58 people. The remains of the passengers and the frame of the aircraft have lain on the bottom of the ocean, undisturbed. Recently, a photo vessel located the plane on the bottom. When the photos were processed and viewed, it was clear it was the PanAm plane. Apart from the photos that were released to the public, the group that arranged it advised that there won’t be any further exploration or a plan to raise the aircraft or any of the remains of the passengers. That seems to be a fitting resting place.
I’m a dreamer at heart, proudly born and raised in San Francisco—a city that covers just 49 square miles but was heaven on earth for me. Every corner of The City (as we natives affectionately call it) has been a part of my life. No area ever felt too distant. With wide eyes and an open heart, I’ve always welcomed the world around me. I find joy in creativity, wonder, and discovering new possibilities—whether that’s through international work adventures or dreaming up the next exciting idea. Even though San Francisco was my hometown, my passport has taken me to many amazing places and introduced me to wonderful people, shaping me in countless ways. I carry pieces of these experiences and friendships with me wherever I go. Above all, I treasure my family, friends, and those small, meaningful moments that keep my spirit alive and thriving. I never want my curiosity to fade away.
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Are we there yet? 