Some creature flew into my mouth during a stroll in the garden. I tried to cough it out, but could not be sure if I succeeded. I did not feel anything groping on its way to my stomach, where various acids would greet it upon arrival.
I told my wife of my experience. She asked: “What was it—a fly or a wasp?”
I considered replying that I did not know. But, I did not.
I said: “How should I know? It didn’t bother to introduce itself.”
I recall learning in military survival training that insects are a good source of protein. Perhaps, this occurrence was beneficial. As the cliché goes, I’m sure that it was more surprised and suffered more than me…
Prior to writing novels, the author enjoyed a multifaceted career: from decorated combat aviator to advertising professional to global communications director of a major consumer brand. He has traveled the world and met sports, film and television stars, political leaders, and royalty. He graduated from Middlebury College, is married, lives in Germany, and has two grown children.