Oh how I do appreciate a snappily-dressed traveler. The sight of darling Morgan and her fabulous hat almost made my six hour wait yesterday at the Columbia airport worthwhile. Indeed, I had to know more. Morgan told me she couldn't pack the hat, so wearing it seemed the best choice. I admired not only the topper but also the aplomb with which she wore it--as if wearing a hat to the airport were an everyday sort of thing--and well it should be! Morgan had traveled to Aiken to visit her father for his birthday and to attend the steeplechase. She was on her way back to Philadelphia. Such a fortunate father he is, with this sparkling gem of a daughter!