Almost home to Lancaster, NY, after a long (for me) flight from Charlottesville, VA, I wanted to find out if anyone was on the ground at Lancaster:
Me: “Lancaster Unicorn … Lancaster Unicorn”—I actually said it wrong twice—“Lancaster Unicom! Piper One Seven Two Mike Echo …”
Sadly, no one got to enjoy this with me. But don’t bother looking for unicorns at Lancaster. I already checked.