An uncle of my wife's did not come back from WWII. He was the navigator on a U.S. bomber. We ended up with many of the letters he wrote home while flying bombing missions over Germany. The letters tell how many bullet holes they counted in the plane after each bombing run. And... he was still confident the plane would fly. On one mission, a bullet came through the plane floor and took off a piece of his foot. He spent a week in a field hospital getting patched up. Back in the plane. Eight days before the Germans surrendered, they were returning from a bombing run in a dense fog. Hit a power line. The plane crashed and all on board were lost. My wife's mother always said she would never forget the screams from her mother... my wife's grandmother... when the telegram was delivered.
The ability for a plane in the 1940's to stay in the air full of bullet holes is a testament to aeronautical engineering clear back then. And... it has come so very far today. There are still tragedies. The Boeing 737 Max disasters. Plane crashes take so many lives in a single disaster. Yet, air transportation is so much safer than, even, automobile travel.
That a plane carrying over 200 souls can have one of its engines leave a trail of parts strewn over miles as it falls apart... and that plane still land with no injuries to those aboard... is an accolade to engineering technology. I hate heights... but love to fly!!!