Smoke Gets in Your Eyes
Are we being watched over? Many have said there is no other explanation for my survival and success.
Can’t We All Just Get Along?
Perched on the edge of my chair, I watched in stunned silence as all hell broke loose on ABC Channel 7’s live news out of Los Angeles.It was April 29, 1992. , four police officers had just been acquitted of the brutal beating of a black man after a police chase on the freeways of the City of Angels. The four officers were white; the black man’s name was Rodney King.
Where Did This Come From?
The Lucky One explores the beginning of my aviation career, starting with my first job as a flight instructor.I was surprised to find I liked it. Perhaps because I was good at it, I have no death-defying stories of students trying to kill me.
Who Came Up with This One?
When I was learning to fly in Alaska, I had already lived a perilous life. First riding with an outlaw motorcycle club in California. After moving to the Last Frontier, I would go into the wilderness on hunting trips, often alone. I probably didn’t realize how risky flying up there could be. At least no worse than my previous life. Maybe I had no idea what normal was.
Who Came Up with This?
It’s been said that “Four wheels move the body, but two wheels move the soul.” There is something about riding a motorcycle that only a rider can understand. The sense of adventure, the individuality, the freedom. Just you and the bike, the road, the wind.
Who’s Idea Was This?
One day someone derisively asked, “Who’s the ‘novelist’ writing those match reports?” I decided, maybe that’s what I should be doing instead. Not novels or course, but memoirs. Ernest Hemingway said, “Before you can write about life, you have to live it.” I figured I had a pretty good start on that, so that’s where I began.