After celebrating Christmas with the In-laws on the mainland.
Wife and I were sitting in the waiting area at the San Francisco airport or SFO. Waiting on our plane to depart going back to Honolulu to our island home. Then a distinguished swarthy looking middle eastern man in a nice gray tailored suit and wearing a turban approached me with a leather briefcase.
Now let me explained, This gentleman could have, by my limited judgement, could have been a gentleman from either India or the middle east. And forgive me for saying, they all looked the same to me.
But anyway, he placed the briefcase on the floor in front of the seat next to me. Then he asked me if I would mind watching his briefcase while he goes into the Men’s room. He said he would be right back. Certainly. As I continued my conversation with Sheba I placed my hand on his case so others might see I’m in control of things. Okay?
Now, this was years before TSA, long lines, shoes off, hijacks, and exploding luggage. I wasn’t even thinking of such a thing. So a few moments back into wife and my conversation The gentleman returned and reclaimed his case with a kind thanks. All without incident.
Now if this had happened today, people would have scattered and yelled BOMB! Duck for cover!
But it all turned out okay. We caught our Pan-Am flight and flew back to paradise. Merry Christmas.
Chuck the Blogger Guy 