Re: USCHO Poster Poll: '19-'20
Somewhere around the early 2000s, I took my son to the Harrisburg, PA airport for a flight to Minnesota (my parents were flying him there for a summer visit with them). After all the checking in and security and all that, he boarded his plane with everyone else...and then it just sat there, going nowhere. Before long, I was literally the only person left standing around at the gate, waiting for the plane to move, and wondering what was going on. I asked an employee, and they said a passenger was running late but was on his way and should be there very soon. It really didn't take all that long, so I wasn't too upset, and then I hear a noise and here comes Davy "The Monkees" Jones, running his little legs off to get to the gate, apologizing as he passed me. I just said something lame like, "Oh, hi Davy". I didn't know he owned a horse farm in Pennsylvania, so I left the airport wondering what he was doing in Harrisburg.
Somewhere around the early 2000s, I took my son to the Harrisburg, PA airport for a flight to Minnesota (my parents were flying him there for a summer visit with them). After all the checking in and security and all that, he boarded his plane with everyone else...and then it just sat there, going nowhere. Before long, I was literally the only person left standing around at the gate, waiting for the plane to move, and wondering what was going on. I asked an employee, and they said a passenger was running late but was on his way and should be there very soon. It really didn't take all that long, so I wasn't too upset, and then I hear a noise and here comes Davy "The Monkees" Jones, running his little legs off to get to the gate, apologizing as he passed me. I just said something lame like, "Oh, hi Davy". I didn't know he owned a horse farm in Pennsylvania, so I left the airport wondering what he was doing in Harrisburg.
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