by Dan Mindich
After honeymooning in an Italian fishing village, my wife and I returned to JFK airport. The long-term parking shuttle stopped somewhere near nowhere, and the doors opened to a desolate stretch of tarmac. Loaded with luggage, an older man disembarked, looked back in the bus and asked, "Thees eees to go Aeroflat?" Time stood still while we tried to figure out what he was saying. As the doors closed, one guy spoke up, "Hey, good fucking luck, buddy." And, we knew we were home.
Dan Mindich, a graduate student in education and the editor of FacultyShack, no longer lives in New York.