I’ve parked in the Red lot, and am riding the shuttle to the U.S. Airways concourse at the Columbus Airport. Despite my “no small talk on public transportation” rule, I’m somehow chatting wholeheartedly with what turns out to be the loveliest couple. He’s warm and animated. She’s soft spoken and sweet. They took the same shuttle yesterday, hoping to fly to LA for her brother’s funeral. But then Delta delayed the flight “indefinitely,” and when th … Read More
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