Whenever I’m walking through an airport I’m always curious as to who I will see that I know from somewhere. It’s hard to describe as a game. Perhaps it better falls in the category of contest or amusing way to pass the time. It has happened. Walking through an airport in whatever city and there you find someone you know from somewhere. And it happened again yesterday.
Now, I realize the deck was somewhat stacked yesterday. Nashville only has one airport and people from the ZOE conference were bound to be in there all day long. Still, it was kind of fun. My friends (the Henderson family) were leaving before me so we went together and I accompanied them to their gate. There waiting was one of my college roomates. We had seen each other at the ZOE conference and enjoyed a generous time of catching up prior to his flight departing.
As I was leaving the gate I saw another person I knew from my days in youth ministry. We hugged talked briefly (as her plane was boarding) and discovered her husband was in D.C. working for Luis Palau at the D.C. Festival. I left there heading to my gate and found another person I had first met in my youth ministry days and we spent some time catching up. Stacked it was, but it was a record. Three airport contacts in one shot.
I arrived home in time to be picked up by some friends who graciously dropped me off on the mall in downtown D.C. (the grassy area in between all the attractions) to meet up with my family at the D.C. festival. Our friends graciously drove my luggage and dropped it off at home. Talk about curb to curb service. I got there just as Steven Curtis Chapman came on stage and began his set of music. Good timing. It was a good family reunion and a good cap to a musical weekend.
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October 10th, 2005 at 11:24 am
It was good to see you at the Zoe Conference. Your “apparent” absence from the various guitar stores in Nashville was somewhat surprising. Enjoy being back with the family.
October 10th, 2005 at 11:43 am
Who are these “Hendersons” of whom you speak?
Glad you had a good visit. Y’know, if you really enjoyed the conference, I understand there will be an encore performance somewhere on the west coast next year.
October 10th, 2005 at 1:01 pm
Any kin to the “Harry and the Hendersons” Hendersons? Enjoyed our time together, as always. Thanks for allowing my sister to be a part of our weekend. It meant a lot to her.
With a four-hour delay to my trip, I would have loved running into friends at either Nashville or Denver! After a very tiring day, I am grateful to finally be back home with my family and Chipper!
October 10th, 2005 at 1:18 pm
Hey Randy! It was great to see you, even if just for a brief moment. I didn’t tell you, but I was in Nashville for a Play Therapy conference. Sounds like Zoe was great - wish I could have been there, as well.
October 10th, 2005 at 1:42 pm
Glad you hooked up with the family without a hitch. Once, we got on a plane in Geneva going (eventually) to DC. There was a ex-co-worker-teacher on the same plane. Then on the way back, in Memphis heading to Amsterdam, we ran into the ministers from Lyons, France. While waiting for the AMS GVA flight, we met some good friends heading out on the same flight.
All of them had bought their tickets cheaper than we did. hfsfox
October 10th, 2005 at 5:55 pm
I just went back and read a few of your earlier posts. I am so sorry I missed out on that showers vs. NFL conversation. My thinking is that showers must be part of the package that came with the curse: pain in childbirth, hate snakes, obligatory shower attendance. Give me football anyday (or basketball or volleyball…)!