I was at the James Richardson International Airport in the outdoor parking lot searching for a car that my son had left the night before.
I was having difficulty finding the car, and having just a couple days earlier returned from Hawaii, I was really feeling the cold. A young woman, who was heading to her car, asked if I needed help. I’m not sure if she was an airport employee or another passenger.
I explained my situation to her, and she drove me around the large parking lot until I spotted the car.
I’m so grateful that God sent this kind angel in my direction in my time of need.
I thanked her, but it never occurred to me to get her name get her name. Thanks again, kind lady.
— Howie Kilfoyle