You see all kinds of people in an airport. Well, not all kinds because the poor are underrepresented. Everyone here has access to the resources necessary to buy a ticket. I’m in the Denver airport on a two and a half hour layover that has been changed to three hours. The Sacramento Hornets football team is scattered around the area I’m in as they wait for a plane. They played Northern Colorado earlier today. And now the Biola women’s basketball team just went by.

I should be on the plane in another hour and I won’t be able to eavesdrop on the bus stop stories being told by the three black women next to me.