There’s an old adage that goes like this. Once is an accident. Twice is a coincidence. But three times? That’s a pattern. See DP story, here. Yesterday I asked my buddy who lives in Broomfield, “Got debris?” He replied with, “You know I lead a charmed life.” Hey, more power to ya, friend. As for me, I fly out of DIA again this Friday. And while I always make it a practice not to sit in the “death seat” like the one that killed Jennifer Riordan three years ago (see that story here), I guess I have to say that eventually there will come a third time. I just hope I’m indoors at home sitting by the fire when it happens.
Remember: Accident Coincidence Pattern. You been warned.