Jonathan’s Wish (An Adventure Novel)
(Copyright 1984, Mark D. Jones, All Rights Reserved)
Book Three, Chapter One, Part Four
David Alexander Spencer had indeed lived an adventurous life, and if you were to ask him, he’d say it was because he had an adventurous mind – but that was only part of it. He was born in 1890, and was 70 years old on the day of his current visit to the Spencer Family Farm in 1960. Fortunately for him, he realized very early on as a child, that he loved the excitement and atmosphere of going on adventures, and wanted to focus his entire life on adventuring. However, when he was a boy, he was told that living an adventurous life wasn’t an option or even possible for a poor boy like him, so he set out to figure how to achieve it on his own. He knew there must be a path to adventure, if he could only discover what it was. Ultimately, he decided that if he focused his life intently on adventuring, then adventures were bound to find him, and they did. More than he ever dreamed possible!
School had never captured young David’s interest growing up, as they didn’t teach the things in school that he wanted to learn, so he set out to teach himself. Things like how could his imagination create the life he wanted to live? How to spend his life traveling the world? How to make all his wishes and dreams come true? Were alternative dimensions and parallel universes real, and if so, could one live in two dimensions at the same time traveling back and forth between them? He learned early on not to ask or discuss his ideas with anyone else, after being ridiculed by his teacher the first time he asked these questions in class. After that, he decided school wasn’t a place for learning, but only a place for following directions. The problem as he saw it was, that he didn’t want to take directions from anyone who couldn’t see the logic in his questions. From that point on, David only did the minimum he needed to do in school to get by and pass his classes, and instead, he allowed his mind to float freely to study and explore all his many interests.
His younger self wasn’t opposed to learning at all, he just saw school as being incapable of teaching him what he wanted to learn, so he set out to teach himself. The day he graduated from high school by the skin of his teeth in 1908, David ran off to apprentice as an ‘aeropilot’ in Central Ohio under an early aviation pioneer who was flying balloons and building a fledgling ‘aeromachine’ at the time. Eventually, this aeromachine actually flew, and David earned his wings the hard way – by trial and error. Luckily, he survived the experience and learned to fly the early aeroplanes that began to be manufactured in the country. He barnstormed the Midwest giving people rides, and later flew as a crop duster for hire throughout the Midwest. After that, he traveled to Alaska as a bush pilot and spent some time in the Northwest as a lumberjack, before eventually serving in the Aviation Section, U.S. Signal Corps of the U.S. Army during WWI as a combat pursuit pilot flying biplanes over France on the Western Front. Following his service in the Army, David spent a couple of years as a U.S. Air Mail Service pilot flying mail across the country.
In 1920, David returned to Ohio and purchased some land just outside the rural community of Hampton, and established the Spencer Family Farm. He built a farmhouse on his land in 1921, atop the stone foundation of a dilapidated house that had originally been constructed in 1895. The following year, he married his wife Rebecca whom he had met in Hampton just after returning to Ohio. Seven years later in 1929, Rebecca gave birth to their son Thomas. In early 1930, the farm went bankrupt during the Great Depression without the cash or credit to purchase seeds, equipment and supplies. The future at that point looked grim for their family, and David set out to earn a living anywhere he could find a paying job affording him the ability to wire money home – which took him away from his family for extended periods of time over many years. During the years David was away from home trying to earn a living, Rebecca’s extended family helped his wife and son run what was left of the farm.
Once Thomas graduated from high school, he set out immediately to run the farm with his mother, but it would be many years before the farm could sustain itself on its own merits. In 1949, Rebecca passed away from influenza, and David gave the farm to his son Thomas, who turned it into the successful Spencer Family Farm that it was now. David always kept an interest in the farm from afar, and visited when he could and provided financial assistance to his son, but moved to Minnesota the year after Rebecca passed away to an isolated cabin on a lake. David spent the last decade or so traveling and adventuring around the world, while occasionally stopping by the farm to see his son and wife Julia, and his grandson, Jonathan. He told tales of navigating the Amazon River, climbing many of the world’s highest mountains, and visiting six of the world’s seven continents. He was once in the Argentinian port of Ushuaia to board a ship to Antarctica, but the ship’s propeller shaft broke which would take months to repair, cancelling the voyage.
It was a mystery to all who knew David, as to how he could suddenly travel the world – and he wasn’t explaining. Of course, there were rumors. People talked, especially in a small town. Some said he must have joined the mob, and others said he was part of one of those professional robbery syndicates in order to finance his travels and adventures. Others said he must be a spy. The truth was, ever since going bankrupt in the depression and leaving the farm, David went back to flying for the U.S. Government. He was a contract pilot flying businessmen, survey parties, archaeologists, scientists, film crews, military and government officials, politicians and dignitaries around the world, affording him plenty of time to pursue his own personal interests. His passengers often remained on location for days, weeks and months at a time, while engaged in their work in faraway cities and at isolated, unmarked airstrips that never existed on any map. He learned to fly the latest and most advanced planes of the day in the early days of this growing arena of world-wide aviation – but his government contracts were full of danger and risk – which was also the reason that kept him taking new jobs.
Yet, his adventures hadn’t completely satisfied him. Yes, he had made many of his wishes and dreams come true, and had traveled and adventured around the world, but one thing still eluded him. He had been convinced his entire life that alternative or parallel universes actually existed, but hadn’t discovered the secret to unlocking or visiting them yet. David studied all the government white papers, research papers and theories on the topic that the best scientific minds of the day had produced. He also tested his own theories and calculations aimed at finding and unlocking this nebulous portal that would allow travel between worlds to take place, but to no avail. It seemed as though he couldn’t discover the pathway, wormhole or portal that he was convinced existed – a bridge between worlds. David had been dreaming of discovering a way to travel between worlds without success ever since he was a young boy, but then one day – eureka!