This is the girl who graciously took me into her home when we both got missed our plane in Atlanta. She's the one on the far right.
Her name is Rebecca Saferstein. She's a paralegal. She taught me to say "Oy vey, I'm schvitzing" when it's crazy hot down here. She grew up in Miami so I guess she would know.
She was on her way to Peachfest, an annual family reunion tradition in St. Louis. I'm glad I met her. Not only was she my savior, but she's a neat person and a lot of fun. You never know where life's little mishaps will lead you. Our little airport mishap led us to a McCray's, an awesome little pub in the gay district of Midtown in Atlanta. Sweet!
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