Grand dad,
Utmost sympathy there, I refused to fly in the hurricane of '87 when the boss was harping on about it being 'straight down the strip' It was, but at about 45-60 Kts, well out of seat limits.
I refused to fly and got shat on after that! A short exit from FJ training and a career on multies! Still, was better in the end as I'd not have met the lovely Mrs Vage if I'd have carried on FJ - and she'd of hated me for being a FJ, chip-on-shoulder, tw4t - as she calls them!!