||Sunday, November 27, 2005
The phone rang this morning at 10:50. I answered, being the only one
home. This is unusual, since calls to my house are rarely for me. But
we've been expecting word from Bob because he is coming home for a two
week leave from ---- the middle east.
It was Bob. He was talking pretty fast. He was in Texas. If he got
bumped up he could catch the 1:00 flight. So if we didn't hear from him
in the next hour or so, he was on the 1:00. Then he had to go and that
was the end of the conversation.
Everyone wanted a full recap of the conversation as they returned home
over the next hour or so. My retelling was universally disappointing.
What airline? Arriving at 1:00 or departing at 1:00? I wasn't given
that much information. Donna investigated and thought Bob would be on
an American Airlines flight arriving at 3:28. I checked a few airline
schedules and thought that maybe he would be on a Delta flight arriving
at 2:02. But the truth is, we didn't know.
The other complicating factor is that I had to catch a 2:45 flight to Cincinnati. So I figured that I'd miss seeing Bob.
As we approached the airport, Bob called. He was in terminal one. I
dropped Bob's mom and the grand boy off at the curb, checked in with
the sky cap at the Delta terminal and had just enough time to run over
and see Bob for about a minute before getting through security and up
to my flight. I cut it pretty close, but it was worth it just to have a
few seconds with Bob before dashing off to destinations
© 2005 Jim Stewart
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