Speaking of setting down your jacket...I had just arrived and was
re-organizing my bag before catching my cab.
Off I went and left my jacket on the chair at the carousal.
Got to the RIO and realized what I had done, call McCarran...said
I could come back and look through 'Lost and Found'....well, I didn't.
Three months later on the next trip...killing time waiting for my flight
back home, I thought about my Black Dress Jacket and took a stroll
over to Lost and Found.
There...on a hanger...all by it's lonely self, was MY JACKET.
