post a comment | posted Mar 11
Carried 3 pieces of real heavy luggage for a 77 year old man today from the trunk of his car across a huge hotel parking lot. He was really nice, had on a full suit and was wearing a real big real white pair of New Balance 600's. You'd have to be the devil or one of his servants to not help this man. His last name is Jolly, another thing to like about him. Oh yeah, and he had one gallon milk jug full of water. He also used to be a professor at Western Kentucky University (an alma mater of mine). One of my favorite parts about being around him was when I was taking the luggage out of his trunk piece by piece I picked up the smallest bag and set it next to the other pieces. He quickly picked it up and said, "This is my computer." He was so cute. I'll never forget him.