He's 84 years old, and he's not up on all the new regulations. He hasn't really traveled since his wife died in 2006.
But that changed 12 days ago. With the help of an airport-savvy friend, Frank Holland boarded a cross-country flight from California to Atlanta. He rented a car and the pair drove to Chattanooga, to a sleepy old suburb near Hamilton Place mall.
Frank had found his brother.
The brother he hadn't seen since they were school kids. The brother he had tried to find before, but never could. The brother who had lived with him in a children's home for six years until they had been separated. The brother he had been missing for 70 years.
When Frank Holland arrived at the house, his nephew pointed downstairs. Your brother is sleeping, he told Frank.
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1 comment:
Thanks for this "feel-good" story, Joe- love it! :-)
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