I was real young at the time. I caught chicken pox in the Bahamas, and my aunts didn't know what it was. So they "smuggled" me onto the plane...I was wrapped up in a blanket, a huge hat and sunglasses. They thought that I might be quarantined.
But, I was a very, very talkative child, so thet had to remind to stop talking to people or they might ask why I bundled up.
