Montanna

I'm sitting in the airport, in Marquette, MI. It's easily the smallest airport I've passed through, and the most exclusive -- Only Delta and AA fly commercially through this city. Folks are trickling in. Every non-uniformed person in here will fall into either of two groups: Folks waiting for arrivals, or folks waiting to fly on the same plane I'll be boarding. Only about four flights are departing from Marquette today. Dad went out on the 11:20am and I'm on the next flight... at 3:50pm. He's going through Detroit and on to Pennsylvania; I'm going through Minneapolis and on to Oregon.