My dear mother was deathly afraid of flying, and sedated herself with wine and cigarettes, before, during (back in the day when you could smoke on flights) and after flying.  I myself was never afraid of flying, but I do have an aversion to crashing.  Flying is statistically much safer than driving your car to … Continue reading Fear of (Not) Flying

Don’t worry, this isn’t a tell all blog about all of my errors in judgment over the past 42 years, I try to keep my blogs PG rated and less than 10 pages in length, neither of which would be possible if I wrote a tell all blog. But it really has been 42 years … Continue reading Bless Me Father, For I Have Sinned, It’s Been 42 Long Years Since My Last Confession