After a successful military career, Carl went into civil service supporting military bases across the US, Europe, and Hawaii. The only thing he hated were the long flights, so he decided to write a book to pass time. No laptops back then, so it was just pen and paper. Flights were not crowded, so Carl always sat in the three seats on the last row across from where the stewardess prepared meals for the long flights. If he got tired of writing, he would take a break and listen to the gossip. You could also see one of the restrooms from his seat. Once, he noticed a gentleman come out with a big smile on his face. Then an attractive young lady came out of the same restroom. Guess that is what is called joining the mile high club.
After Carl retired, he found an interest in classic cars and spent the next 10 years restoring them and going to car shows. One day recently, his oldest grandson Vic, that he considers a son, visited, and noticed a pile of handwritten papers in his office and asked what they were. Carl told him and Vic asked if he could go through them to put them in order. Then a couple of weeks later, Vic brought them back and encouraged Carl to finish it, but with a computer instead of pen and paper. Had it not been for Vic and his support and encouragement, he would never have finished it.