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Meeting neighbors at 30,000 feet
Kylene Kulm
Whenever I commute to and from my airline job in Chicago, I'm flying standby, so I never know what kind of seat I'll end up in.
(Sometimes a tiny fold-down jump seat.) So I was happy to get a first class seat the other day, and the woman next to me seemed nice. She asked me if I live in Seattle. When I said no, east of the mountains, she gave me such a look. When I said Quincy, she said, me too! Well, it turned out she not only lives at Quincy, but out in the country, two miles down the road from me.
In all my years of flying, I've watched for someone from home, but it would be rare and exciting to meet someone who had even heard of Quincy. On the routes I work, I even had to start saying I was from Washington state, or they would think I meant Washington D.C. So this was a delightful way to meet a neighbor!
Welcome to Quincy, Joy!
