9/11

"How did you get here?"
The first question from
my United customer service rep
at LAX
after a long look at my paperwork.
"Bus from Chicago," I said,
“express it was not,
watching the driver’s head, at 4 am,
needing to know he was still road worthy
between Ogallala and the Colorado line
and again between Gallup and Flagstaff
and Phoenix."
"Any luggage?" The next question.
"I checked it to Kona from Manchester,
after leaving my daughter
for her freshman year at Hanover,
but I doubt it got past that stop
at O’Hare.
I called her from the terminal,
told her not to worry,
I’d by-passed Logan Field,
too chaotic...”
The agent checked her screen:
"Tracking down the bag
could take some time,
but we have a flight to Kona
this afternoon if you’re ok with that...?”