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Monday, January 26, 2004 (AP)
For 'freight dogs,' checks are always in the mail
J. LYNN LUNSFORD, The Wall Street Journal


   (01-26) 06:00 PST (AP) --
   When pilot Fred Rime took off over the Dallas skyline, all was quiet in
the back of the plane. Instead of passengers, the aging, twin-engine jet
was loaded to the ceiling with 2,700 pounds of cargo -- including about $1
billion worth of checks.
   Mr. Rime, 65, is a "freight dog." He flies the same nightly run every
Monday through Thursday, regardless of the weather. It's a routine that he
has done so many times that he can usually predict to the minute when his
jet will pull up to a stop in the next city.
   Hundreds of pilots like Mr. Rime are a crucial part of the U.S. banking
system, shuttling an estimated 30 billion checks a year between major
financial centers. Flying through the night, often in weather-beaten,
propeller-driven planes, these pilots are carrying on a tradition that
began with pioneers like Charles Lindbergh and Eddie Rickenbacker, who
flew airmail and bank deposits in open-cockpit biplanes during the 1920s.
   Now the world of the freight dogs faces big change. Last year, President
Bush signed into law a piece of legislation known as Check 21. It will
allow banks to move into the 21st century by transferring facsimiles of
checks electronically, rather than bundling them up and sending them by
air. When the law takes effect Oct. 28, it theoretically will cut the time
it takes a check to clear from days to hours.
   Already, charter cargo outfits are working harder to fill their holds.
That's because consumers have been increasingly using debit cards instead
of paper checks. Since 1997, the number of checks written in the U.S. has
dropped 37 percent, according to the Federal Reserve.
   Checks hauled by freight dogs range from those written by average
consumers to multimillion-dollar payments between huge companies.
Companies like Mr. Rime's employer AirNet Systems Inc., which has 84
propeller-driven planes and 36 jets, compete for contracts to deliver
checks to clearinghouses and Federal Reserve banks. The route networks of
big air-freight carriers, which mainly fly larger planes, aren't set up to
meet the tight deadlines demanded by the banks. In many cases, checks are
delivered to freight dogs at the last possible moment, often as late as
two or three minutes before takeoff.
   Bankers and Federal Reserve officials say technological and security
hurdles posed by converting paper checks into electronic copies mean the
services of freight dogs will be needed for several more years. But pilots
who work for small freight haulers as a way to build the experience
required by passenger airlines are wondering if this training avenue will
go the way of the Pony Express. "It'll probably take a while, but someday
people will look back and say 'Can you believe they used to fly these
checks from city to city every night?"' says Gary Nelson, a 26-year-old
private contractor who flies his aging twin-engine Beechcraft nightly
among small towns in Georgia, Alabama and Mississippi.
   Though much of the business world has gone electronic, the basic
processing of paper checks has changed little in 100 years. Before a check
clears, the piece of paper must be sent to a bank clearinghouse or to the
Federal Reserve branch nearest to the consumer's originating bank.
   A check deposit can't begin earning interest until it has been delivered.
The lag time is known as the "float," and reducing this float by flying
the checks overnight lets banks earn millions of dollars a year in
interest. "From the time we show up at work, every second means money, and
you better not miss a deadline," says Mr. Rime.
   He started flying for AirNet after Ronald Reagan fired him, along with
thousands of other striking air-traffic controllers, in 1981. Mr. Rime
says it was one of the best things that ever happened to him. "As a pilot,
I've had in-flight emergencies like multiple hydraulic failures and
warning lights saying my landing gear wouldn't come down," he says, "but
none of that compares to the stress of one day in the radar room."
   The public rarely hears about these nocturnal cargo pilots unless there's
an accident. Take the case of a pilot who crashed his single-engine Cessna
into Penitentiary Mountain in Vandiver, Ala., on Jan. 11, 2001. The pilot
was killed when the plane struck the top of the 1,400-foot mountain and
skidded down the other side. The accident also spread several million
dollars worth of checks through the trees. The banks whose cargo was
aboard responded so quickly that by the time accident investigators
arrived, dozens of private security guards were already picking the
mountain clean of paper.
   Four times a week, Mr. Rime's jet leaves Dallas, making stops in Columbu=
s,
Ohio; Atlanta; and Memphis before returning to Dallas. On a recent run,
the stop in Atlanta was so short -- nine minutes -- that he left one
engine idling while the ground crew rolled out bins loaded with plastic
bags full of bank drafts, exchanging them for ones on board.
   At 4:30 a.m., at AirNet's main sorting hub in Columbus, the ramp was full
of activity. Jets pulled to a stop in rows, where crews with open-top
cargo bins waited. As soon as the doors of the planes popped open, bags
and boxes began flying from the hold. Once a plane was emptied, the crews
would run, not walk, the bins into a brightly lit hangar where workers
sorted cargo for its next flight.
   Inside the pilots' lounge, about 25 aviators milled about, drinking coff=
ee
and helping themselves to popcorn from a cart in the corner. One pilot
played a hand-held electronic game while others swapped tales about their
flights earlier in the evening. "We're sort of a cross between a pirate
ship and an orphanage -- enough to entice any boy to run away from home,"
said pilot Walt Hunnicutt.
   Mr. Hunnicutt, 33, said he isn't worried about the future of small cargo
carriers. "I don't see anybody needing anything delivered more slowly.
It's always, 'Can you get it there by tonight?"'
   Most pilots at smaller cargo airlines, which typically pay far less than
larger carriers, are just passing through. But some stay because they like
the predictability of flying the same route every night and sleeping in
their own beds afterward. As a veteran, Mr. Rime has trained dozens of
co-pilots over the years. He says at least six have gone on to be captains
for major passenger airlines.
   Mr. Rime says he enjoys hauling boxes and bags that don't complain about
the service or the ride. Although on most nights he is transporting paper
checks for amounts that total more than he could earn in a thousand
lifetimes, he rarely thinks about it, he says, with one exception: During
the mid-1990s mergers and acquisition boom, Mr. Rime was called to the
Dallas airport for a special flight. When he arrived, a guard climbed out
of an armored car carrying a single envelope. He delivered it to another
waiting guard at New York's La Guardia Airport. "I have no idea what it
was, but you can bet it was important," he said.

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