I stopped by to look at the jet again this morning, looking through the chain-link fence. There were four technicians -- insurance adjusters? engineers? -- in yellow safety vests discussing the situation under the injured wing. One was holding a cell phone; another was holding a laptop or iPad, entering data as the four technicians talked.

Sensing a lull in their conversation, I spoke up.

Me: Can I ask a question? Will this plane every fly again?

Technician: Yes.

Me: So it's reparable?

Technician: Yes.

Me: Will it be repaired here, or somehow moved to a different location?

Technician: That's up to the customer.

Me: Thanks! And good luck.