The Morning After My Son’s Funeral, an Airport Worker Called and Said, “Your Son Checked In”

The next morning at 8:40, my phone rang.

A young man from Nashville International said he worked in passenger services at Terminal C. Then he said a sentence that made the room tilt around me.

“Mr. Coleman, your son checked in for a flight at five this morning. He left a bag here with your name and phone number on it.”

For a moment I could not make my continue reading …