Before the latest crap Adam Sandler movie was screening in front of your face.

My Mom got her downstairs painted so everything she has is in boxes. Like moving but you are going nowhere. While helping her put everything back I found the box with all the books in them. My Dad used to travel a lot and would live on a plane. He would bring these thick novels with him. Most of them were about espionage, usually the newest Robert Ludlum, favorite author. He would read two or three a trip. These are some of my favorite covers.