Had a friend in high school. His parents were very well known surgeons and doctors. We lived in one state, but he went to high school in a different state at a private school focused on the arts and creative career development. His dad had his pilots license, not sure if he had his own plane or just rented, and he would fly his son to school for the year and back during holidays, breaks, or just when he wanted to come home for a weekend. Well he was back in town for the Christmas break, and had brought his girlfriend and his dorm roommate with him. He realized that he had left some stuff back at his dorm, so his dad was gonna fly him back to pick it up and then come home. (I think the flight there was only a couple hours). Anyway, they attempted to land but it was too windy, so they circled and came back once the wind died down. Unfortunately, as they were coming in for the landing, at only a few dozen feet in the air, a massive gust came in and flipped the plane over, crashing upside down in the airfield. My friend, his dad, and his roommate were all killed on impact. His girlfriend hadn’t gone with them to go back, she had stayed at his house. Super sad and sudden. We had all had lunch together at a Chinese place in town just the day or two before.