Eponymously Yours, W. Skeffington Higgins

Bill Leininger needs help. He is a guy who has not only helped moved me many times, but for years has showed up almost any time an SF fan in Chicago was moving. He has accumulated more Moving Karma than anyone else I know. If Bill decided to move to Mars, I would feel obliged to help him.

As I write this, he is piloting a truckload of his worldly possessions up from Mississippi.

He expects to arrive in Mokena, Illinois tomorrow, Sunday afternoon, at a time which cannot yet be predicted with accuracy.

Upon arriving there, he plans, for reasons not encompassed by my Visualization of the Cosmic All, to unload his stuff into a storage locker. Then he will return his rental truck. All must be accomplished before Monday morning.

If you can help, leave a comment, or e-mail me your phone number (higgins at f n a l dot g o v). I will try to notify you when Bill is getting close, and provide you with directions.

Karen Cooper (aided by a fair-sized Peanut Gallery) has been coaching me through the mechanics of getting this going. Let us see where it leads us.

The quote in the subject is from Bill Leininger, the sage of Water Valley, Mississippi.