|2 little coolers plus other incidentals|
While waiting to reboard, a man who was ahead of me in the line offered to help with my bags and exchange places with me. I was grateful and thanked him, but I assured him I was fine. Now you cynics might think it's because I was old- and if you were here I'd give you a ::BOPASO:: - but no, he was being a gentleman. I know this because I started paying attention to his actions and he was kind to everyone. He even bought water for an Asian exchange student who didn't speak English very well and was on her way to a Miami student hostel. By now you know BB has to speak her mind, especially when I see something that brings me joy. At one of the last stops I asked him, "So what's your story?" He looked me straight in the face and said, "I lost everything and I'm on my way south to start over again." Wow. As straight forward and true as his actions. I explained to him about my Baile, and that I always picked someone to do a little write up about and because of his chivalry and kindness he was the one I had chosen. His name is Harvey, from Louisiana, raised to be a gentleman; who "believes in being good to everybody and that only God can judge." Thank you sir. Your inner strength and actions inspire and are very appreciated.