April 9, 2008
When I was getting off at Grand Central this morning, I saw a man getting up for the stop. However, his coat was stuck in between his seat and a pole. He tried yanking it out but it wouldn't budge. I went over and tried to help him too... but no success. I had to get off the train before the doors closed and when the train took off, I saw him still tugging at his coat. I told May what happened.
May: Maybe it was meant to be. Maybe he got off a stop later and met someone.
Me: He was 50... wait, MAYBE he met his first wife!
May: Maybe he met his first love! From when he was this tall! (4ft tall) They recognized each other immediately and walked all the way back to Grand Central together!
