"This is Denver!"
"Yes, I know, but my bag isn't on the carousel."
The other passenger was now quiet, looking at me compassionately.
The agent tried again. "Where did you fly in from?"
"You're in Denver!"
"No! I came from Denver. I'm here now."
At this point, the other passenger said softly, "Do you have a cell phone?"
"No," I responded.
"Well, I do. Is there someone you'd like to call?"
"Yes," I said. "My wife. There are people waiting for me, and I can see I'm going to be delayed because my bag is missing.
Maybe she can call them and tell them I'm delayed."
"Do you know your telephone number?"
"Sure," I said, and I wrote it down for him and thanked him for his kindness.
He dialed the number, and I didn't hear him say, "Ma'am, I'm in the Denver airport, and I'm terribly worried about your husband."
Meanwhile, the agent asked to see my boarding pass stub. He left to make a phone call and then came back and said, "Sir, your
flight to Winnipeg had to return to Denver because of weather problems. This is the Denver airport."
At last I understood.
I had to spend the night in a hotel and catch my flight to Winnipeg the next morning after a few hours of sleep. The flight
left on time, but we weren't in the air 15 minutes before an announcement came: "Due to bad weather up ahead, we may have
to land in Fargo, North Dakota."
However, things must have improved because we landed in Winnipeg on time, and my bag was waiting for me at the baggage area.
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Robert M. Miller, DVM, is an author and a cartoonist, speaker, and Veterinary Medicine Practitioner Advisory Board member from Thousand Oaks, Calif. His thoughts in "Mind Over Miller" are drawn from 32 years
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