The other day, at Fargo’s Hector International Airport (KFAR), there was something that happened that aspired—lusted, even—in vain to be a taxi “incident,” but was demoted to a mere taxi “occurrence.”
Hector’s a fair-sized airport, with a tower and three runways, four if you count the concrete which used to be a runway until it was retired and became a taxiway. (There’s nothing sadder than an old runway in disuse.) Hector also seems to be an airport famous people use to go through U.S. Customs so they aren’t mobbed by paparazzi.
