I STOOD UP TO A RUDE FAMILY ON A PLANE—AND IT CHANGED MORE LIVES THAN I EXPECTED
Flying from Chicago to Seattle, I was tired and managing a blood sugar dip (I have Type 1 diabetes). I pulled out a protein bar—the mom next to me hissed, “Don’t. Our son is very sensitive.” The kid wasn’t disabled, just spoiled and loud. I figured I’d wait for the snack cart. But when I…