Guess that answers that question . . .
Back in the day (a whole four or five months ago) when I would make the trek to Sawmill Lanes for my weekly bowling league, I'd often get sick of Bethel Road, so I would take the "shortcut" past the OSU Airport.
I'd always wonder who uses the airport, given its sorta inconvenient location (unless you're a Fox and Hounds or Governour's Square resident). Well, today I got my answer: Jack Hanna. And his mongoose. And leopard. And flamingo.
I love Jack, but I also love the visual of him, clad in his zoo kahki shorts, walking down quiet West Case Road to the fire station at 12:30 a.m. to call in the calvary. All of this begs the question as to how they would close the terminal when Jack Hanna was due to arrive, but I'll never pretend to understand how airports work.
Perhaps the biggest shocker is that Hanna is 60. I would've guessed he was closer to 50, but I guess I have been watching animals whiz on him on the Letterman show for about 15 years now.
Next time you run into me, ask me about the time I received the ultimate Columbus honor: getting to ride the Jack Hanna COTA bus.
