Most people complain about flight delays but I was very happy to be delayed in Salt Lake City yesterday, giving me a chance to catch up a bit with Rick, one of my oldest and dearest pals. We had breakfast together and drove up one of the spectacular canyons that run perpendicular to the Wasatch Range that rises very majestically above Salt Lake and the surrounding territory. Delta even allowed me to change flights to give me more time in Salt Lake, which I thought was … cool of them. Now that there’s a direct flight from Medford to Salt Lake I home I can see my good friend more than once per blue moon.