Here’s P. J.’s commentary from an encounter a few weeks ago:
Flying back home from a trip, my wife (Beth) and I are standing in line waiting to board our flight to Atlanta. We are discussing travel-related things and a pilot who is in line in front of us turns around and engages us in pleasant discussion. One thing leads to the other, and he tells us he’s based in Atlanta. He asks where we are from, and we respond, “Birmingham.” The gentleman then says, “Oh, my son attends Samford.” I then told him I worked at Samford. His face immediately lit up. We engaged in a five-minute conversation regarding Samford, the wonderful community, beautiful campus, excellent academic rigor, but most importantly, how good he felt about sending his son to Samford.
The world is better because Samford people make possible so many great stories.