The food bank near my home was depending on me for help distributing food. It meant being there on time to set up. But, I got behind a slow car on a two-lane highway in a mountainous area. I was the seventh car in this creeping motorcade for miles. I wished my state had laws that required vehicles to pull over if followed closely by four or more vehicles. It was one of the longest 20 minute drives I have ever made. I could have gotten to my destination faster on roller skates.
I was on a much delayed flight to Dallas. It was my last flight of the evening. After landing, I only had to go a short distance to the hotel and go to bed. But, my seatmate was far from relaxed. He had an ever decreasing window to make the last flight of the evening to his final destination. Before landing, the flight attendant warmly pleaded with passengers to remain in their seats if Dallas was their final destination. Not only did passengers comply, they helped anxious passengers...





