I listened as he repeated the story to several uniformed people...something about a taxi cab rolling over his ankle. All I know is that I saw Glen fall to the ground with a cab at his side and I heard people yelling to the cab driver, "Back up!"
So there we were at LAX, 6:10am, Dick and Jane (a.k.a. Mom and Dad) standing on the curb, and Glen transporting suitcases to them from the trunk of the car. When suddenly, a cab came between him and the trunk of our car several yards away. Once the cab did back up, he got up and checked for injury. Then the traffic cops stepped in. Then the airport police. Then the fire department, engine, gurney and all came to the scene. Then the cab investigator. And the LAPD. Glen was not in any more danger nor did he appear to have sustained a break of any kind...bones that is. He did sustain a break in that it wasn't more serious. He can tell you the rest of the story. Crazy.