Well, I am packed. Waaaay too much stuff. I even decided to toss a dead tree origami book and some folding paper into the bag. And six granola bars.
I think/hope this means I don’t have to be in quarantine in Hawai’i. Stay tuned.
Carlton kept envelopes of cash in his desk. No one touched his desk on pain of death. I called his desk The Ark of the Covenant. I knew that he kept letters from old girlfriends in the bottom left-hand drawer. The night he died, I looked in that drawer and found only a letter from his Father. In the bottom right-hand drawer, he kept envelopes of money. The cash all neatly faced and rubber-banded together. I looked in that drawer too. And there was a good amount of cash. So, I moved the cash to my desk drawer.
It has been hard to spend that money. I spent a lot of it in Alaska this summer. And I took 5’s out this morning to use as tip money on this trip, Money and sobriety were how Carlton kept score. Sobriety was a good thing. Money not so much.
BTW: He advised me to die with 25 cents to my name. 
Going to dinner with some of my friends then they will deposit me at the hotel. Early tomorrow morning I’ll make my way to the airport. DCA-DFW-KOA. And, if everything works out fine – next post from Kona.
ps. Just weighed my stuff. 30 pounds. That’s embarrassing. 10 pounds in the backpack and 20 in the rollaboard. But that includes my winter jacket. Still embarrassing.