My daughter and I drove to the airport to pick up my other daughter.
Jokingly, I said it will probably take me three times to get it right. Getting to the American Airlines pick up, I pulled over, put on my hazards. Of course, I was early because that’s me, I’m always early.
A buff young man in a yellow jacket knocked on my window. I politely opened it. “You can’t wait here,” he said.
Not wanting to wrestle with TSA, I began to circle the airport. Are you aware of how many lane choices are at the airport?
By: Pat ‘Golden Girl’ Lynne