I was booked on a swiss air flight that crashed out of new york a few years ago. I was in New Orleans, and my flight to new york was delayed, so I reruted to cincinatii (if I remember correctly via DFW) and got a flight from Cincinatti to Zurich. When I landed, a bag I checked (since I was coming from a trade show and had materials with me) didn't make it, and I ended up yelling at the woman at the counter about how pissed off I was. it was only after another leg, and I got home, that I heard that the flight I was supposed to be on crashed, and the people in the airport had bigger things to worry about than my bag.