Thank You

A big fat smacking kiss of a thank-you to the very kind woman waiting in line at Delta’s security post at the Minneapolis/St. Paul airport at 9:30 this morning. I never would have made my flight if she hadn’t grabbed my arm and hauled me to the front of the line and told everyone I was her adopted daughter and needed to get on the plane first.

Because of her efforts, I made it through security, and after an embarrassing sprint across the concourse (out of breath, shoes untied) was gracefully diving into the skies at 9:45, on my way to see Shirley MacLaine in Seattle.

Possibly still a little out of breath.

More later, I really promise.

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