"Why didn't you ever teach Uncle Meredith to fly? Was he too afraid?"
"Got that one wrong." Johnny shook his head and chuckled at young John's question. "Mer's the one who taught me wing-walking then how to fly. Fact is, he won't let me go up until he's checked out a new design by himself."
John's eyes widened in disbelief. "But he said…."
With a scruffle of John's every-which-way hair, Johnny explained. "He sees in his head everything that can go wrong thousands of feet above ground and he still goes up. That makes him the bravest man I know."