...as a last chapter to this trip, sitting in the plane at McCarran, before the door to the flight deck was closed, we hear an alarm... "fire - left engine", "fire - left engine". The guy sitting next to me said, "Now that's not good". I told him, "yeah, but if you're going to have that problem, you want it to happen here, on the ground." Apparently it was nothing and our flight left on time and arrived safely. I'm back home...and pooped

Jim