My brother Colman is visting on leave from the USS Nimitz. Most of the time he's out with his friends.
Next time he visits, I'm not going to the airport with Dad to meet him. We arrived at the airport at 8 pm, and Colman didn't arrive until 11:30! A big storm front had come in and his plane had been delayed a few times. Then in Detroit it broke down! They had to pus the passengers from Detroit to Toledo. Now, being stuck in an airport terminal for 3.5 hours is bad enough, but neither of us had any money. So we couldn't get anything to eat or drink. We just could sit around. This did, though, give us some time to talk. Dad was telling me about when he went to India, his stage of prolific letter-writing in the sixties, etc. I was very surprised to learn that while he was in India, my father met Indira Gandhi. She was prime minister of India for a long time. But my dad met her when she was minister of information. He was staying at a hotel, and she was there, too. So they got to talk for a little bit before she left. Dad also met a maharaja at his palace.
We talked about India for a while. then we talked about his friend Ted E. getting a new piece of land in Maine. I never knew Ted was as famous in the literary circles as he is.
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