I just love this good news story. John McSorley needed a liver transplant and has been waiting for one the entire year. Facing death, he and his wife continued living their lives. They flew to a conference in Minnesota together. As soon as they landed there was a voicemail.
Once we landed, we both turned our phones on. We were sitting next to each other. We both looked at each other at the same time in our seats and we were like, ‘Do you have a 513 number with a voicemail?’
A liver had been found – and it was back in their home of Cincinnati. He had to be back within hours for the surgery if he wanted the new liver that would save his life. There was only one flight that would get him there. That Delta flight was about to leave – and it was sold out.
In January the doctors said McSorley needed to have his affairs in order – but also to “always have hope.”
A Delta agent said, “We got you. No matter what, we have you. ..There’s one flight that is available and it’s leaving in a few minutes. You need to run to Gate 6.”
The gate agent asked for volunteers. There weren’t any. The plane was boarding. An agent made an announcement on the aircraft, telling everyone that they needed the seats for an emergency liver transplant. That’s when “15 or 20” passengers pressed their call buttons, “lights above went on” and the McSorleys made it back to Cleveland.
The surgery was a success. John McSorley is grateful to the person who donated their liver, to the passengers who gave up their seats and the surgery team who performed the procedure – and to the Delta agents that got him home risking D0 to do it.