Getting out of phoenix by air

Annie comment on my last post that I was generous with my 5 dollars, my daughter thought that I should have kept the 5 but I said you know we would get lost after all I have been known to be lost in wal-mart.
We had a great time with my sister she gave us gifts and more gifts took us to the air port to go home and was going to escort us right to the gate but they had the new rules since 9/11 they said she could not go any father than baggage check in.
We had trouble right from the start,we had 6 bags going back instead of the 4 we had coming in. Sister and her gifts.
There was this young retarded man who worked in the air port trying to help us.Now you might think that I shouldn't call him retarded but we had a beloved sister who was retarded and I know retarded people when I see them.
The young man tried to get them to take our 6 bags but they said no! they will have carry on one each.
The young man told me you wait here I will go get a wheel chair, I thought now you are talking my language, so Here we go to get check out our selves me in a wheel chair and daughter following the young man who could move fast.
We come to this long line and the young man says now I am going to leave you, you have to go thro the metal detective and then on the other side you look for your gate.
I said in this real pitiful voice ok, and dug into my pocket for the 5 I was going to give the guy in Dallas Fort Worth. I gave the young guy the 5 and he said madam I am going to stay with you and get you to your gate. GOOD.
In that air port they didn't want to look in my purse,the young man said when we got to the metal detective , I will take off your shoes and put them over on this belt and you stand up and take 3 steps and I will be waiting on the other side. You see they didn't think I was Rush Limebrough they thought I was Reed the shoe boomer.
The boy said can you do that, Yes I can do that now remember I have lived in Arkansas all my life and going bare foot is a way of life.
The young man said you are lucky there are 2 air marshals on this flight. I thought do you think they have had wheel chair training?
Ok we are at the gate and I told that wonderful young man good bye and we are on our way after a hour wait. I know most people complain about waiting in a air port but not me, That gives me time to plan my next move.
I found out later that my sister had called Arkansas and told my family that she had to leave their poor mother at baggage check in with a poor little retarded boy. You see we all know retarded when we see it. She should not have worried he knew 5 dollars when he saw it.
So we are on the air plane headed back to hell better known as Dallas Fort worth air port.
When we were going to get off that plane, I told the stewardess I needed a wheel chair, told you I am a quick study. So I roll out and with my 5 in my hand they are all after me. Now you may not believe that but I saw lots of old people stumbling around in the air port with no help what so ever.
My chair pusher got us on a truck first thing, I learned later it was a quarter mile from point A to point C. Now I had been puzzled about the drivers of the trucks in the air port. They were all black, that wasn't the puzzle they all spoke a foreign language. They could speak English but on their radios they talked to each other in a foreign language and I was determined to fine out why.
When the guys pushing the chairs put me on the truck they put me next to the driver. So I said to the driver when we got started, Where are you From? He said Sierra Leone, do you know where that is he ask and I said yes. He ask where are you from, I said from Green Forest , AR. Do you know where that is ?, he said no. Wonder why?
on This flight back to Tulsa we were on a 747, all 25 of us so we had a lot of room to spread out and stack our etxra bags.
We made it Thanks to the Lord and the almight 5 dollar bill. I am never leaving Ar. again. We had a very good time but you can only stand so much good times.