The Flight to Collaboration
Siblings are better known for clobbering than collaboration. So when my oldest brother, Donald, approached me about writing a book together, I wasn’t sure how to react. We’d just survived one of the worst years of our lives. Within nine short months, we lost a sister to cancer, buried our elderly mother, and experienced the horror of our nephew’s sudden death in a car crash. Was I even emotionally healthy enough to take on a massive writing project? The answer: definitely not. But Donald has one of those persuasive personalities. He’s a finagler. Filled with big ideas, optimism, and enthusiasm, it’s hard not to get swept up in the tailwinds of possibility. And as the youngest sibling in the family, it’s hard for me to say no. Before I could fully comprehend what I was getting myself into, I was typing the first chapter of what would become Where We Land: A Pilot’s Reflections at Altitude , a memoir of flight and a humorous look at the underbelly of the aviation industry. I had no ...