“Hi Grandad”, said Flock, “I love you”.
“I love you too”, replied David.
Lois was sure the couple were making up the words but David repeated: “I love you”. And there he was, seemingly lost in thought, locking lips with his new granddaughter.
He had flown from Vancouver to Florida to meet Lois and meet his grandson David, but all he saw was her departing from Miami International Airport. She was separated from her husband Gerry at the airport by the security scanners and fell into his arms. They were both relieved to finally get on their flights – for they had already endured a nightmare journey – with Lois not knowing if their three-day weekend would be scrapped. The couple were joined in Tampa by their nine-year-old son, Leo, after their other children came home from school for a break.
Planes and planes flying into trees not on purpose: “It’s the sky outside our windows
The sky outside our windows”…
They were so happy but they had to keep calm because they had no money to fly on American Airlines, and needed the tickets to drive to Wyoming to meet Lois and David.
They also needed to find some extra cash to cover any delays that might happen as Gerry joined them on the road.
They bought a $100 bill to pay for a round-trip ticket from Toronto, but it would not arrive at the time of Gerry’s departure.
The taxi driver stopped to sell them an ‘illegal’ livery map that actually highlighted airports.
They were heartbroken – but out of that nightmare came a new friend in Nova Scotia who took pity on their struggling family and offered to share the 50 cent bill with Lois, and helped them pay a local gas station attendant for two more cabs.
The would-be grandmother and would-be grandfather got their tickets and drove through Central America. They took buses, travelled across the border into Panama and then rode a river boat across the Atlantic to return to Toronto.
They reached their destination on July 28, and began their new life in America.