Full Moon Howler

I worked at the United ticket counter for many years. The big map on the floor was an especially interesting spot especially when there was a full moon. In the 80s there was a fellow who spiked his hair into horns, wore a black cape and he would stand in the middle of the map and howl like a wolf. Sometimes it took the cops awhile to show up but when they did the chase was on. He would try to come back two or three times but it was certainly great entertainment on a slow evening.

– Kip L.