September 4, 2012 § Leave a comment
More on Richard Bach.
My Dad was in a crash yesterday when landing his airplane.
He survived and is recovering in a Seattle hospital as I write this.
When my brother Rob told me, I wanted details, and they were sketchy. He crashed in Lake Whatcom, no, he crashed in a field in Eastsound. He was alone, no, he was with another pilot. He was in a coma, no, just sedated.
I guess like everyone else, I wanted enough information to decide if he was going to be ok. Maybe the sooner I knew he was going to be ok, the sooner I would know if *I* was going to be ok.
And that’s what many people around the world want right now with their well wishes and prayers for Dad.
Actually, they can find the answer at the heart of every book he has written.
“Am I going to be ok?” Flip to…
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