The author of “Airport” and “Hotel” has died.
Good night, Mrs. Quonsett…
The author of “Airport” and “Hotel” has died.
Good night, Mrs. Quonsett…
When I was a kid, I would sometimes spend the night at the firehouse where my dad worked — station 9, which is up a steep hill from my house.
One thing that I haven't explained yet in this blog is my renowned bad luck. I often have the most ridiculously bad-timed luck - and today it struck again.
