Friday, October 30, 2015

Changing Planes

The flight attendants said, we will be holding here at the gate for some last minute luggage to be loaded.  I looked out and saw the coffin, then the honor guard came out an loaded it into the cargo compartment of the plane.  I snapped a couple of quick shots with my phone.  I didn't post them, I felt guilty about it.  I don't remember where I was going, I was changing planes in Atlanta.  But there it is, you can't get to heaven or hell, without connecting in Atlanta.


  1. ain't THAT the truth! hope the soldier made it to his/her final resting place.

  2. I remember stopping in atlanta and buying a conferadte highball glass souvenir for my proof I had been to GA.