Sammy It was like any other day, really. I had finished up my last four days at work before Christmas, and everyone at home was so excited that I was finally driving there today. I was in my car, relieved for a break but needing to get a few things before the long drive home. I saw a man walk out of the port with his long black wax coat, hood up; he looked like a religious monk, his big thumb thrust out at the traffic, st...