The flight attendant had just demo’ed seat belts and was reaching for the sample life jacket when I pulled the May issue of Spirit magazine from the seat-back pocket in front of me. Soon after takeoff I came upon a double-page spread: a craggy man in a shadowy photo, some wild horses–what’s not to like? I settled in for what I thought would be another mildly entertaining first-person story on my way to Phoenix.

Boy, was I wrong. Read More…