SESAME STREET
In the travel business,
you get some odd requests.
A client called, routine, except,
he wanted to bring a bird
to a funeral in Florida.
His brother loved the bird.
It was an only child.
They had lived together
for a very long time.
“A bird?” No problem.
Put him in a little box with holes.
We’ll get him on the plane.
“The bird is rather large,” he said.
“How big?” I asked,
(It sounded like a Bob Newhart routine)
“The size of a turkey.”
A big bird.
To a funeral in
Carried in the cabin,
with the passengers.
Turned out he even talked.
He attended the funeral.
We have to help each other.
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Oh was that funny - I just love bird stories and this is a gem. Something I read today: It was beautifully written and exactly how I have always felt —
“Love is the most powerful and still the most unknown energy in the Universe’. I believe “god” is love in all its forms.
“god”-ness is what you did for your client and his big bird.