Jack Freedman's heart gave out on New Year's Eve 2016, when he was in his mid-forties. But he'd had problems long before then. Born with a slightly defective heart valve, Jack was told he might need surgery by the time he was 60 years old. But when he was hospitalized for a severely fractured leg at age 27, a doctor callously informed him that he'd need open heart surgery in just a few years. Terrified of his "heart thing," he began a wild roller coaster ride between denial, fueled by massive amounts of Xanax and alcohol, and fear-filled cardiology appointments and invasive tests. A brilliant mind, Jack's career as an entertainment lawyer suddenly seemed too confining, so he became a flight attendant for American Airlines. Of course. Now he could jet to his beloved Paris for a weekend, or even for a day. He could party across three continents. And wherever he went, he wrote-in his journals, on a restaurant napkin, on any scrap of available paper. He planned to write a book, and had put together a manuscript during the last years of his life. His delight in words, his fantastic sense of humor, and his gay "fabulousness" permeate the book, as does his love of family, friends, and lovers. A heart can break in so many ways. Cry, and laugh, with Jack on his journey through his "heart thing."