Times are a change'in. . . . . Gone are the pre 9/11 days when a limo would take you directly to the foot of the freighter's boarding stairs from your hotel . . . . Nothing like blasting out of LAX on a bright sunrise morning while enroute to the South Pacific, and tuning in the ADF so as to listen to traffic reports of all the congested hordes, behind and below, beginning their mundane commutes to their desk jobs. . Count the blessings, what a life on the freighters! . . . . Complaints of annoying change ups, and uncertain schedules also added spice, if a game was made of it. . . . Even younger days of flying old converted aircraft - where the corroding toilets were replaced with trash bag lined cardboard box's filled with kitty litter, was an adventure - especially in retrospect when experienced with today's modern freighter. Too bad such a career could not last forever