I wasn't really trusting of the hangar where I keep my glider in 100
mph winds, and with Rita drawing bead on Houston, I decided to
evacuate. I contacted TSA, my old home club, about possibly tying it
down for the weekend. They graciously allowed me to do so. Thanks to
Jim Rider, Bob Andriotti, and everyone else at what's possibly the
finest soaring club in the world - both in facilities and people... TSA!