The world may cover almost 200 million square miles and support upwards of six billion people, over 700,000 of whom are active pilots, but it is still, in my experience, a very small place. I once literally bumped into Patty Wagstaff in a doorway of Grand Central Station, even though neither of us lives in New York. I ran into another pilot I knew from California—and whom I hadn't seen in at least five years—in a small cafe on a little side street in Paris. And I gave up trying to date more than one man at a time after two men I was seeing concurrently ... who lived in cities 2,500 miles apart... both ended up at the same intimate cocktail party I was attending up in the Sierra Nevada Mountains. I mean, really. What are the chances of any of that?
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