Friar Don Miller. OFM
I am a Franciscan priest. I spent my early years of ministry in New Mexico working among the Pueblo Native Americans and the Hispanics. In 1978 I began my years in academics working as a chaplain, faculty member, and administrator at various universities in the southwest and the midwest. I taught various course in theology, especially in my area of specialty which is moral theology. I have been the Vocation Director for the Province of Saint John the Baptist since 2003.
 
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And it got worse

At the end of the last post I said that I was kind of enjoying the situation. Well, it got worse. The plane that was suppose to fly us to Salt Lake City was stranded in Salt Lake City and arrived in Kansas City at 7:45 instead of 4:40.


I had been there since 2:20 and found that the way the airport was remodelled after 9/11 makes it impossible to do anything without having to leave security and reenter to get to the gates. All of the waiting areas are behind security so every time you go to get something to eat or use the restroom you have to exit and reenter security. The gang of us stranded there began to watch each others' luggage as we moved about in and out of security. Well, security decided that we were in violation of the law and threatened to take our luggage because we had left it "unattended." Let me just say that members of the group clealy stated what security could do with their law under these circumstances. Eventually, things settled down, security adapted to the situation, and we finally boarded our plane at about 8:30.


As we left Kansas City the pilot announced that we would have to take on extra fuel because we had a 200 mile per hour headwind. That meant that four passangers had to get off. Once we on the way we settled in for the ride only to be told as we neared Salt Lake City that the one and only open runway was closed due to an emergency landing which was blocking it. (We found out late that no one was injured but not too sure what happened.) The pilot continued to tell us that we were in a holding pattern but that we also did not have enough fuel to wait as long as SLC officials said that we would have to. So, we diverted to Grand Junction, CO to get more fuel. As we neared Grnad Junction we were again told that, because a bunch of other pilots were doing the same thing, we would have to be in a holding pattern until it was our time to land. We had enough fuel but the winds made the wait very, very bumpy.


Finally,we landed in Grand Junction, refueled, and got to SLC at 12:30 a.m. Mountain Time (2:30 a.m. Cincinnati time). By the time I got through the airport the rental car places were closed so I called the motel shuttle which took over 45 minutes to arrive. I arrived at the motel a little after 2:00 a.m. and got to bed about 3:00 a.m. which is 5:00 a.m. Cincinnati time. I had gotten up Friday morning at 5:15 a.m. so I had put in a 24 hour day.


Oh, the joys of travel!!!!


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