One of the things I learned very early about this hobby is that it is not 'if' you crash, it is 'when' you crash. I've been flying these things since 1990. The oldest plane I have I built in 2000.
As I told the news cameraman as I picked up the pieces of my jet in the middle of a bean field in Ohio last year, "You know what we do when this kind of thing happens? We go out and get another one."
(That quote made the 11 o'clock news that night, as part of a fluff piece on the event.
You can't dwell on it. When a crash happens, you pick up the pieces, figure out what went wrong, learn from it and move on to the next plane.
Anyway, the gentlemen with the big DC-10 has moved on, and I understand he's got another big jet in the works.