The American armed forces member was finishing up an assignment and was on his way back to.. Toronto? LOL Okay.
Americans are sorry.
Flying back to Canada from Europe, I find myself seated next to a gentleman with an army bag. I always greet soldiers. So, I introduce myself, ask where he’s from, what he does.
He’s with the U.S. Air Force. He doesn’t share much—perhaps mindful of what could be misconstrued.
I thank him for his service.
He asks my name and where I’m from.
“Canada,” I say, proudly.
He looks down for a moment, then says softly, “I’m sorry.”
“Thank you for that,” I reply. “We’ll handle it just fine.”
This wasn’t just any American. Yet, here he was, expressing regret—an unspoken apology for what his Commander-in-Chief is doing.