May the tarmac rise to meet you,
May the long security lines be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm but not blisteringly hot upon your face here in West Texas,
The allergen-free in-flight snacks falls softly in your lap.
And until we meet in Ft. Worth,
May the Spirit of All that is Good hold you in the palm of his or her hand.
And Ye shall know them by their Red Bandannas!
~From Louise Hornor on the clf-ga email list