Strangers on a plane gave a dying woman a chance to say goodbye
By Dianna M. Nanez | The Arizona Republic
Rex Ridenoure searched for a good seat in the airport terminal and immediately wished he had a drink, preferably whiskey, to help him face what he knew would be a long flight filled with reminders of his little sister.
Rex had arrived early at the Baltimore-Washington International Airport. He wanted a quiet spot.
Soon enough he’d be in a big plane surrounded by a noisy crowd. The direct flight on March 12 to Los Angeles was expected to be close to full. Rex calculated the hours they’d be in the air and the time it would take him to make a quick trip to his home in Pasadena for clothes and then drive back to Chandler, where his sister, LouAnn Alexander, lived.
