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see Somewhere over the Arkansas-Louisiana border at 40,000 feet I was startled out of my daydreaming state by an announcement coming over the cabin microphone: “Kelly from Edmond? Would you please turn on your call light?”
https://www.mbtn.net/?p=uz3at0tu “Cripes,” I thought to myself. Then I said it aloud. “Cripes! I probably dropped my wallet or something.” I was talking half to myself and half to an OSU student I had met who had lots of questions about flying. She was sitting across the aisle from me grinning. “Um…” I started. Then I made eye contact with the flight attendant who was standing in the first class section and waved weakly. “Here I am…” My voice trailed off. I felt like a child.
https://alldayelectrician.com/euidvw8v The flight attendant saw me, smiled way bigger than should have fit a wallet-losing scenario, and began making her way down the aisle. When she reached me, she held out her hand and offered me a piece of paper that looked like airline-logo-stuff. “Here you go,” she said. “The people in seats one and two sent these to you as their compliments.”
https://geolatinas.org/fwv5seg I turned the paper over. Printed on the back were two coupons, good for a snack or a drink. I glanced up at her, “Um. Well, thanks! Can I buy a ‘hug coupon’ from you and send it their way??” She smiled and returned to the front.
https://onlineconferenceformusictherapy.com/2025/02/22/6nb0kue4 The gift was from the parents of a former drama student of mine I taught approximately 18 years ago. However, he wasn’t just any student. This was one of those students who wrestled his way into my heart no matter how hard I tried to keep the door shut. He was brilliant, mischievous (okay, he was a real brat), in trouble constantly, and to this day I still hear from him about once a year. As I fidgeted with the coupons, my thoughts drifted backward…
https://www.elevators.com/u66mto1mnb6 I allowed him to borrow my car once because his was blocked in and I needed someone to pick up pizza for our set construction day. He did. He wanted to do something nice for me. So, he drove my car five miles further than I expected, filled up my gas tank with his father’s credit card, then drove away with the gas line and pump still attached to my car. This was before they had “break-away” hoses, so he pulled the entire pump over, and my insurance paid out a $6800 settlement six months later. A week after that, the gas station closed it’s doors. Go figure.
http://www.mscnantes.org/y4n3grxkip This same kid attended at least three of my children’s birthday parties, made a brief showing at my daughter’s wedding, came by for my younger daughter’s high school graduation party, and dressed up as a gumball machine for one particular party when they were younger. He tied a 55 gallon translucent garbage bag around his knees, filled it with all colors of inflated balloons, then taped the top around his neck. Oh, and two days after my hysterectomy I was lying on my couch at home recovering when he and his new bride stopped their “get away limo,” ran into my house, and gave me a hug in their wedding clothes before leaving for their honeymoon.
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