I know that that we have embarked on a dangerous path and I am older but not perhaps wiser than a few years ago, so I am preparing for the worst. If you are reading this then something has happened and I am dead. I think that you will have landed on your feet however. Do not be sad for me. I have had an extraordinary life. These adventures we undertake are very exciting and the potential for learning is great, however I think that one of the greatest rewards has been your friendship.
I have left my affairs in good order in preparation for boarding the plane tomorrow. I did not wish people to know but I tell you now - most of my money has been spent testing my theories on shared memory, and I have had many setbacks. I have few beneficiaries, most notably my brother and his wife, die Möwe. I have never liked her. Fitz will inherit what little money I have and what income I make on this adventure. I am also leaving them the only investment I have left - 61 shares of Abbott Laboratories preferred stock. Perhaps they can use it to line a birdcage.
I am leaving you my Durant. Never drive it to Toronto. I also leave you what things you may wish to have from my apartment before it is all auctioned off. There is a lock box in my desk which contains my notes on the lotus and what little remains of it. If you see Dr. Peasley, please return his silver cigar cutter which he must have dropped at some point. Also you will find the pocket watch you lost some years ago. I had found it and had been meaning to tell you.
Abschied und gute Nacht meine feiner Kerl!