Older gent (fifties?). Shared a Lindt truffle with me. I tried saying no, but I couldn't, so I got one. He spilled some of the chocolate juice on himself and changed his shirt in the bathroom. He resumed taking notes on a book and typing vigorously on his laptop.
We didn't speak again until the end of the flight, when electronics had to be shut off. He's a Theology professor at Marquette who lives in Skokie. He started off a Chemistry major, minoring in Philosophy, and then eventually realized his calling. I told him I'm an engineer who really likes Linguistics and have total career path confusion. He was comforting.
We disembarked and parted ways. My Pacific NW trip was officially over.
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