Yesterday, while sitting in the Club Premier at Mexico City, saw a dog happily ambling along the flightline. He disappeared off to the east, towards the cargo ramps. The ground support vehicles drove by, some slowing. Friendly greetings?No guns. Who knows??

A half hour before I had seen a pickup truck go by on the same road........seconds behind it went a little aviation towbar, which had just come unhitched. It went straight as an arrow for a couple of hundred feet before veering off wildly.......THEN they stopped to make it right.

Take me to Northern Kentucky.