I dug through the archives and found a post from a trip report dated 1 September 2001. This is an example of what CMH was like BEFORE the TSA started:
At security, I artfully selected the line that did not have someone obviously selecting bags to be “swabbed” for the TNA machine. (It’s a favorite time-saving trick of mine.) One of the guards greeted a woman in a wheelchair by saying “There’s my little friend.” I jokingly asked the guard if I could be her “little friend” too. The guard warmly stretched her arms out and gave me a hug. What a sweet way to start my trip!