Of all the forty-three books I purchased after the holidays, this was the one that was the most eagerly anticipated. Alas, it is also the most disappointing. I was figuring that due to the fact it was written by his son, there should be a decent amount of information dear old Dad passed on to him. The only information Junior got from his father he lifted fron Wellman, Sr.'s wonderful autobiography, A Short TIme For Insanity. The problem there is about one-third of the book is lifted from Daddy's book. Another third is comprised of letters Wellman, Sr. sent home when he was flying in World War One.
This is not a book about Wings as much as it is Wellman, Sr. The tile is misleading. Now, a Wellman bio would be welcome if it were done right and not in this patchwork way--One would think a son would do a better job--but truthfully, Wellman, Sr. already did a heckuva job. Junior needs to leave the writing to the professionals.