Monday, December 26, 2011

A brush with an unfamous fame.

My parents missed their light rail ride to the train station tonight after a concert, so they called me to give them a ride.  Simple, easy enough.  I get there, they open the doors, and I hear "Sterling's coming, too."  Well sure.  I've met the guy before.  He's distantly related to an old friend, and he's an all around genuine nice guy.  And far be it from me to ever deny an NCO of any type a ride.

Honestly, the ride was far too short (only a couple mile or so to the train station), because as has been my experience, the conversation was easy, light, and very fun.

Would that they were all so.


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