Archbishop Smith: Whose Coattails?
Air travel allows for all sorts of interesting encounters with people. Once, while boarding a flight, I met a man who, judging from his accent, was from the deep South of the United States. When he saw me, he shouted out: “Hey there, Father! I’m sure glad to see you on this flight. If this here plane goes down, I’m gonna latch on to your coattails, ‘cause I know where you’re goin’!” Now, while I wouldn’t dare presume that his assumption about my likely trajectory was justified, I was at least glad to think that even the possibility gave him