You had me at "Hello"

This past weekend the CRU was amazingly productive. We traveled to Dallas, TX to film the Under Armour Youth Sports Combine. The first day that we were there it was 75 degrees. On the second day it was 85 degrees. On the third day is was a record breaking 40 degrees and rainy. On our final day it was 75 degrees and sunny. Why am I giving you the play by play of weather? It's simple, with such a promising weekend who knew that on the most important day of our shooting schedule that it would turn out to be the worst weather day of the trip.

However, there was one individual or bright spot that stood out. Her name was, "Hello". The way that she greeted us was unique because "Hello" changed my entire perception of the city of Dallas. She was sweet! She was tall! She was warm and even though her day was cold. She told me about her travels. She even welcomed me back to her gorgeous streets. Although when the CRU and I first met her, her day seemed to have been filled with congestion and ill things trying to push her off course, but as time passed she appeared to flow at her normal pace.

I said all of that to say thank you to "Hello". The genuine love that you showed us will never be forgotten. You were a breath of fresh air minus the spring allergies.

Dallas you get nothing but love!

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Unknown said…

I was sent this link because that "Hello" was my sister. She told me about the encounter...and although I never thought I could be more proud of her...there I was, more proud than I've ever been of my big sis. Thanks for sharing that with her and all of those who may read this. Peace.

March 31, 2011 at 5:50 PM

J.J. McQueen said…

She was the best. We had a long weekend of great work and to cap it off with meeting great people we couldn't have asked for a better send off. From what I understand your parents should be proud of all of you.

Best Wishes.

March 31, 2011 at 11:49 PM

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