One smooth flight
“A few months ago, I took my 5-year-old granddaughter, Lizzie, to Disney World for the first time. She had never been on a plane and she chattered with excitement as we boarded. After we took our seats, a buttoned-up businessman settled into the seat next to us. Soon, he was deeply engrossed in a spreadsheet on his laptop and I worried that Lizzie’s enthusiastic questions and constant chatter would disturb his work.
“Once in the air, the cabin pressure hurt Lizzie’s ears and she began to cry. As I desperately tried to pacify her, the man in the suit suddenly turned his laptop toward Lizzie. ‘This is my favorite movie,’ he said with a wink, pulling up Frozen. ‘Do you want to watch it with me?’ She beamed and nodded happily.
“The rest of the flight was filled with all three of us singing quietly. Once off the plane, I hugged him and as he vanished into the crowd, I said a prayer of thanks for the stranger who showed us just how warm his heart truly was—by singing
Frozen.” —Marie Babcock, 55, Savannah