Publisher's Synopsis
If Mark Twain had taken flying lessons, I think he would have written a book about it similar to this one. Only this is my book, about my 12 years of commuting from Maine to Massachusetts in a plane so small you have to decide beforehand which goes in first, your head or your feet. To keep from being grounded by the FAA, I told them this book isn't about my flying--it's about the human condition, about what it means to be a mere mortal. But now that the book is being published, I can tell the reader that this book is in fact about my flying.
