Signing Up for Big Brother
Last Sunday evening, I took a plane trip from Houston's Intercontinental Airport to a moderately sized airport in Florida as part of my work with Cold Justice . There were five of us traveling together and we had a lot of equipment, so one of the production assistants was meeting us at the airport with a van to take us to the hotel. As we were waiting in the Passenger Pick-Up area, a heavy set African-American man drove up to pick up a couple who were apparently on the Houston flight with us. I noticed him because he appeared to be uncomfortable parallel parking at the curb so he parked in a moving lane of traffic. Leaving his car parked, he got out and helped the couple load into the car. It was late at night and he wasn't inconveniencing anyone. I just didn't have much else to observe while waiting for my ride. Otherwise, I probably wouldn't have even noticed him. When I got back to my hotel room after a long day of travel, I checked my Facebook account on m