“Your Kids Can Eat at Home,” My Dad Said—So When the Waiter Returned, I Stood Up – The Archivist

literally crashing over the flight deck. The logistical coordination alone required—”

“Boring!” Mark interrupted loudly, actually waving his hand in front of my face as if shooing away an annoying fly. “Come on, nobody wants to hear about logistics, Missy. That’s just paperwork. That’s glorified traffic control—moving ships around like chess pieces.continue reading …