For America, Chicken Sandwiches, and My Brother
Mom snores on the flight, and we share a pairof earphones from Stuttgart to Lansing, listeningto the Armageddon soundtrack because it is, in fact, 1999, The End Times, or the end of something, Aerosmith helpsus to recognize it as such. We are anxious to exit the plane, to hug our dad, get our beagle out …