As it turns out, when I went to Houston recently for our fundraiser, I was travelling with an expired I.D. (It expired on my birthday in late March.) I was checked out at LaGuardia, in Chicago, at George Bush (!), but it was not until I was back in New York, catching a Delta shuttle to D.C. (long story) that anyone noticed that my I.D. had expired. Small thing, all things considered, but wouldn’t an expired I.D. be something to notice?
The real purpose of this post, of course, it to get myself to Motor Vehicles if I ever want to leave the northeast again.