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| Member Join Date: Jul 2002 Location: land of 10,000 lakes
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| flying & airport experence true
A business associate and I were traveling to a meeting and met at the airport. We would always bring some cards so in the lay over times we could play some games of gin rummy. While sitting in the back to back chairs at a airport and playing cards with our briefcases between our chairs an elderly couple came and sat down on the opposite side. Here is how their conversation went. Him: This sure is a busy train station. Her: Honey this is an airport, we're going to fly down do visit the kids. Him: Jumping up and feeling his pockets..... OH my gosh I've lost the car and house keys. Her: Honey you haven't driven in 10 years. And I have the house keys in my purse. My associate and I were trying to hold back our smiles as it was becoming very apparent that he was suffering from Alzheimer's. As the jet approached the jet-way and parked the old man got up from his chair and went and stood by the window. Upon returning there were tears welling up in his eyes.... Him: I thought that you loved me? Her: I do, and I have for the last 51 years. Him: Then why, are you going to make me get on a plane with no propellers? We could not help but smile a bit at this and feeling a little embarrassed we told him that we too were getting on the new plane with different engines on it and we would all make it to our destination together. This calmed him, even though he did ask the flight attendant if we too were really going to stay on the plane. She made arrangements for the people sitting in front of them to switch with us. We had a great trip!! And so did they. Blessings & Hugs Vinnie
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| Sharing Our Light Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: By The Lake
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Ahhh. What a beautiful story. And as I get older, these stories get funnier - I can relate to some of it.
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