The lights go out on campus. Our shining stars will leave tomorrow. They'll have left by this time tomorrow; though their bodies may stay, we know they really leave when they announce the inaugural flight of the black caps.

I don't know how we'll meet again, but I know we must. Blogs will hold us together for a while, but I will see y'all soon. Meet me in colorado, let's meet in japan, or morrocco, or switzerland or sevilla. I plan on seeing you guys several times a year in the next 10 years, separately or together.