Sooo yeah, i almost didnt make it to my plane because of some annoying crap i wont go into, but i made it just on time. for the first half hour it was like normal until i heard a man behind me wheezing. the person across the aisle (a man i now know named rick johnson of the number 33 Dallas fire truck, and did business with my father in the past to get that truck) and i look back to see whats going on. the large black man that was behind the guy across from me then slumped forward and rick and i jumped out of our seats to his aid. we got him out of his chair put him in the aisle. rick listened for his heart and breathing. none. rick pumped his chest while i checked his pules and pumped a few times myself. after the third try the mad opened his eyes and gasped for air. after going over what just happened we found out he was going into diabetic shock and then cardiac arrest. after i found out that tid bit of info i ordered the man a thing of almonds because its the perfect post shock food with all its nutrients. i think we landed in Memphis to drop the man off. i hope he ill be ok and i wish i had gotten the mans name but i wanted to get back to reading the Vampire Lestat of the vampire chronicles. great book and Robert downey jr. better do a good job with the movie or ill kill him. anyway, got off the plane and was let off like a hero, so that was a confidence booster, and moved to my connecting flight. after that it was more or less uneventful except the plane was smaller than the Altoids box i just bought. chuckles. i landed like 3 minutes after take off and i finally met up with Aaron at the baggage claim. now im here at his place and i couldnt be happier for now. i think this is ganna be a good experience and im happy i was finally given the chance ive been searching for my entire life. AaronCianci, you are a saint or something, you have to be in order to have the big heart that is in there.