We were flying on the last United flight from Chicago to Buffalo which had departed a little later than expected. He was wearing a light blue button down shirt… He said his name in front of me to the counter attendant but I regrettfully did not register it. Throughout the flight we exchanged glances, he was sitting on the other side row in front of me (row 11). As we exited he seemed to slowdown and determined to talk to me but for some reason never did. I should have spoken up but alas am to shy. After looking at one another across the arrivals area… His shuttle came and took him away. I haven’t stopped thinking about his face, about his eyes. This seems silly to post this but I hope in some way that is works!

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