This is a ‘teaser’ article about Pan Am captains from my Pan Am book, My Pan Am Years: The Smell of the Jet Fuel and the Roar of the Passengers’ which is available on Kindle.This post generated so much controversy on a social media site among former flight attendants, some of whom had the audacity, the temerity, the gall, if you will, to tell me to cease and desist from telling ‘my crazy stories’ that I decided to re-post it here. The denial of the truth is a poisonous pedagogy-
Charles Bronson had nothing on Pan Am flight attendants. If the pilots messed with us, and it was almost always the captain who did the messin’, because he was the captain, doncha know, we had our little ways of getting even. This is a prime reason, besides the very good one of just being a decent human being, that you should learn how to behave yourself and treat other people with respect 
and consideration. It doesn’t matter what that person does for a living; a street sweeper or the person busing your table in a restaurant is earning an honest living, and making your life better. Their job is as important as an accountant’s, a doctor’s, or a lawyer’s. I don’t want to live with dirty streets or walk into a restaurant filled with unbused tables, and no clean dishes.
