When I went to check my email I noticed that my airport signal was not registering, so I went to System Preferences and did what I needed to do. When I got to the part about choosing a network to join, one choice stood out: KENDALLVILLE POLICE SURVEILLANCE.
So, really, officer, I never saw that man, woman, child, whoever, whatever in my life . . .
Oh, wait, why do I hear scurrying around sounds in the Foo Bar?
I don’t care if I break some rules to reproduce this story here in its entirety instead of just noting a link. This story, well, it’s about that elusive element in us – the best of what we should be. Perhaps it is the Good Particle . . .
Here’s the LINK.
Here’s the story:
(CNN) — If Kerry Drake missed his connecting flight, he wouldn’t get to the hospital in time to say goodbye to his mother.
Drake got the news on the morning of January 24 that his mother, who had been ill for years from rheumatoid arthritis and had been especially sick the last four months, was dying.
To get to his mother in Lubbock, Texas, the San Francisco resident booked a United Airlines flight, with only 40 minutes between connecting flights in Houston. When his first flight was delayed, Drake thought he would miss his connecting flight to Lubbock, the last one of the day.
Sometimes, airlines go the extra mile
He started crying, obviously distraught. The flight attendants brought napkins for his tears, said they would do what they could to help, and most importantly, got his connecting flight information to the captain, he told CNN.
When he got off the airport train and was running toward the gate, “I was still like maybe 20 yards away when I heard the gate agent say, ‘Mr. Drake, we’ve been expecting you,'” he said.