I now have coordinating instructions from the Canadian War Museum bookshop, so the transfer of my fifty-year accumulation of books about military matters will happen on Friday morning at 1100 hours.

Eight boxes are packed, stacked by the back door, and ready to go. I’m pretty sure the car’s load limit is ten to a dozen; I have to be able to see out the back windows. If I ask him nicely, Neil across the street will probably help me load up on Wednesday.

My fuel bill for the outbound trip will be a stinker.