After a long, bumpy flight, our passengers were glad to finally 
land. They disembarked, and the other attendants and I checked 
for items left behind. 

In a seat pocket, I found a bag of home-made cookies with 
a note saying "Much love, Mom." Quickly, I gave the bag to our 
gate agent in hopes it would be reunited with its owner. 

In few minutes, this announcement came over the public-
address system in the concourse:  "Would the passenger who 
lost his cookies on Flight 502, please return to the gate?"

As a younger man, I was in great shape. As an airline pilot , I was 
required to have a Flight physical every six months. 
The nurse took the basic data, weight, height, and blood pressure. My 
pressure was good, but the heart rate was below 40 beats per minute. 
"I cannot put that number down. You'll be denied a physical.",she said. 
"What can I do?", I replied. 
She held my hand and winked,saying, "Just think about that for a minute!" 
Retaking my blood pressure and heart rate, she stated, "53 will be OK,
but you really know how to hurt a girl!" 

Floyd Coons, (retired) Northwest Airlines 

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