Well Mom, I guess this is goodbye. When you think of me, think of me kindly. Perhaps someday, perhaps as soon as this evening when I get to Indiana, I'll post again. But if the plane crashes or something I'll still try, just to annoy everyone because ectoplasmic fingers just don't operate keyboards as well as fingers of bone and muscle. So if you see a message like "al e p Rapp j Amos is took the number I had dibs on th r w s" you'll know I've been here.