Fair skies and tailwinds, Walt and Joe.
After the loss of a close friend at the beginning of June, I asked myself the same question. The conclusion I came to is, yes, absolutely ****ing yes, it is worth the risk. How do you think guys like Joe and Walt would feel if they knew that someone gave up flying because of an accident that they had? As cliche as it is, they died doing what they loved. They died doing the most romantic, and beautiful thing the human race has ever accomplished. They died doing what was once thought impossible, defying gravity, and taking flight. There have been many before, and many who have still yet to meet their end in aviation. Somewhere out there today exists an airplane you may yourself meet your maker in. It is a very strange and sobering feeling when you buckle up your seatbelt and realize that there is a chance that it may be for the last time.
We do not fly because it's a safe hobby, we fly because it is in our blood, and we love it.