Of flying with no crossword puzzle in sight

 Once again I have taken to the skies, but this time there was only a two-hour delay, and it wasn’t my fault. I didn’t have with me my beloved New York Times crossword puzzle which, if you read an earlier column, caused me to not hear the gate change...

The continuing saga of my travel adventures

 My history with airlines over the years had been – um – interesting. I’ve flown twice with no identification – left my wallet once in a park in Los Angeles and the other time in my sister’s cottage in Vermont. I had no other IDs with me....