Andy in the Airport

Posted: October 15, 2016 in Humor, Things I Love

Note: This is yet another story about my old friend Andy Anderson, who passed away late last summer. Ando was an amazing guy, as evidenced by the 50,000+ people that read my story about him on this site. The story was called Remembering Andy, and if you haven’t read it give that link a click to do so.

It seems like something was always going on when my friend Andy was bombaround, whether it was intentional on his part or not. You have to understand that Andy was a bit impulsive, and by “a bit” I mean “a lot.” Sometimes he’d act without thinking, ya know?

Then again, maybe he knew exactly what he was doing. Wouldn’t surprise me in the least.

Anyway, what follows is a quick story that another of Andy’s oldest friends, Rick Baum, told me regarding one of his trips to Florida to visit Andy.

Seems that when Rick and his wife landed in Fort Myers, Andy was supposed to meet them at the airport, which he did. So far so good, right? The problem arose when our beloved buddy spotted Rick at baggage claim.

Now, only Andy could spot one of his oldest and most loyal friends in the world at an airport baggage claim, point, and yell “Baum! BAUM!

But that he did.

Think yelling “BAUM!” at an airport is a good idea? Yeh, me either, but that was Andy. Act now and worry about consequences later.

Thankfully Rick wasn’t grabbed, thrown to the ground and sent to Guantanamo Bay to undergo water torture and rectal feeding, and after Andy realized what he’d done they got a good laugh out of it.

And hey, that made it all worthwhile, right?

Andy. Not always predictable, sometimes inappropriate, but never, ever boring.

BAUM! and Andy.

BAUM! and Andy.


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