Junior's Dead!

It’s a miracle some kids reach adulthood. When I was ten years old, my yearning to fly like Superman almost nipped me in the bud.

Back then, I idolized comic book characters — Batman and Robin, Spider Man, Plastic Man, and Won-der Woman, but my number-one hero was Superman. I marveled at his feats of strength, his X-ray vision, and the way women fell all over him. But his flying skills fascinated me most.

What must it be like, I daydreamed, to zoom through the air at supersonic speeds, to alight wherever you wanted? I had to find out. With a child’s fearless, innocent faith, I decide...