Monday, the out-of-town guests gathered for a brunch at the Marriott, sponsored by Bess. There were bagels and lox, and an omelette man. Surprisingly great coffee. We had a pleasant drive home. We dropped off Bess at the Village, and Carol took her suitcase up to her room. On the way out, Carol walked into the glass front door. She is chairing a conference this week, and will look like a raccoon. But a letter from Farklempt is coming.