Och, my heart to Julianna.
The last flight that I took T on, especially the return flight, I depended so totally on the human decency of a series of Air Canada attendants, and I have to give it to them: they really came through for us, especially the last one, who walked us the mile back to the baggage carousels and then got our bags for us herself when she saw that I was having problems controlling T. And then she got us into a limo.
Everyone I met on that flight acted as though they did these things every day, which was such a help to me because I was so fearful of being cast out into the outer darkness or something for being abnormal. I don't know whether people can imagine the courage that someone like Julianna must have to continue with everyday activities, but I sure can, and that is one brave person.
I hope that Mr Corporate Delta is ashamed to his boots (faint hope tho' I know that is).