Short men and tall equations

Published: Thursday, June 19, 2014 at 10:55 AM.

I had been demoted to the right door

It is church; I will do what I’m asked to do.  Heading to the right side felt all wrong and as I walked toward the door, I noticed an older short fellow with whom I would be working the right door.

He had a great big smile on his face.  I liked him right away and I did not tell him about the left door being more important that the right one. 

He looked to be in his early 70’s and he wanted to talk as we handed out the programs for folks coming into the church.  I liked that also.  He asked me what I did for a living and I told him.  He noted that he also had gotten a degree in mathematics at Oklahoma State back about the time I was born.

Being a fellow math guy, I had to ask him about his career, “What did you do with your degree?”  This is always an opportunity for the “I hung it on the wall” response.  He didn’t say that; he said, “I became a fighter pilot.”

With a short stature and a big grin, I was working the right door with an American Hero.  Of course, I used this to justify being late on this day and to understand that quite possibly there was some divine reason I needed to be sent to the right door.

The fighter pilot told me about flying many missions, but mostly told me about all the folks he has had the opportunity to help after he sold the businesses he had owned in town and retired.  It was nice.  There are so many people out there in our communities that genuinely enjoy helping others.

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