At the Dallas/Fort Worth Airport, we met an old friend, Gai Brajkovich, from our previous church in Clovis. David switched seats with her. This certainly made the flight go by faster. I wonder if the pilot drove faster because we were talking and laughing so much, he wanted to get us out of there. 
Maybe it wasn’t turbulence at all.
David and I make pretty good chauffers. Is the Cincinnati airport hiring? That might make a pretty good retirement job.
Gai is an officer with Parents Without Partners, and she came to attend a conference. We’re here for a family reunion with our kids all the way from the Middle East.
If you don’t meet an old friend at the airport this summer, try taking Ebenezer and Ninety-Eight Friends. You could read the whole book in a transcontinental flight.
Blessings!
Marty
