“Note to self, when traveling to the east coast, book outgoing flight no later than 11AM and no earlier than 7AM,” I thought to myself as I took a seat at the gate for my 6AM flight to Atlanta. A middle-aged man across from me looked up and smiled.
“How you doin’?” he asked.
“Good, just tired,” I replied.
“Where you heading off to?” he continued. He looked anxious.
“Ft. Lauderdale,” I answered “And you?”
“I’m flying out to see my son,” he gushed, “He’s back from Iraq.”
And with the biggest smile, he told me his plans for flying the family down to see him.