YAKITTY YAK—They Talk Back….
When I started this blog 18 minutes ago– I promised it would be a place where you could talk back to your TV.. ( we even put it in the title to make sure the promise wouldn’t be forgotten.)
Our recent post regarding brushes with greatness prompted reader Lisa Sullivan to send us her own tale… So,
Here’s Lisa’s story…
My former boyfriend was sent on the mission to Panama. His battalion dropped down on Noriega’s house and helped secure the site during the whole Panama Invasion thing.
Prior to this mission, I had purchased a plane ticket to visit him at his mother’s house in Daytona. I couldn’t pass up a trip to the Sunshine state at Christmas time so I still went. Though I missed my boyfriend I had a great time nonetheless.
Well, the week drew to a close and it was time for me to fly back to Boston.
While waiting to board the plane, this older gentleman walked up to the gate counter to inquire about his seat. This wouldn’t be something I would ordinarily notice except that he had a briefcase with the initials “MF” on it.
I took a double-take and realized who it was, Marlin Fitzwater, President Reagan’s official Press Secretary.
I thought it was pretty neat in and of itself that he would be on my plane. I never expected what happened next.
After sitting down in my seat in coach, I was flipping through a magazine when up walks Marlin Fitzwater…who proceeds to plop down right next to me!
I was in shock but dear god, I hope I didn’t show it!
We said our pleasantries, got comfortable in our seats, and then struck up a conversation about my trip to Florida and his.
It was then that the flight attendant walked up to Mr. Fitzwater and said, “Excuse me, Mr. Fitzwater, we have an off-duty pilot up in first class willing to give up his seat and sit here if you’d like an upgrade.” Mr. Fitzwater looked at her, looked at me, and then said, “No, that’s quite alright. I’m enjoying my conversation with this nice young lady right here.”
At this point, if I had had water in my mouth, I would’ve proceeded to promptly spit it out. Lucky for me (and him) I didn’t! Instead, I just smiled and looked at the flight attendant.
From that point on, we flew all the way from Orlando to Dulles (I was on a one-stop, no change of planes flight)occasionally chatting as we flew.
When we got to the decent in Arlington, Mr. Fitzwater leaned over and said, “See that, that’s my neighborhood down there,” pointing his finger to Arlington.
He got off the flight and I continued on to Boston (after calling my grandfather from a pay phone cuz I just HAD to tell him right then!).
THAT was my brush with greatness, only it wasn’t actually a brush. I guess you would call it an encounter…and a VERY COOL one at that!
Thanks for that story Lisa !!!
We’ve all gotten those internet scam proposals that tell us we’ve won zillions of dollars if we’ll only give up a bit of personal information to the scamsters… Tomorrow, we’ll share one that takes the scamming to new lows—while being unitentionally funny at the same time..
—Steve
On another subject– here’s the link to today’s NBC-17 news story I covered today
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