It was only about a month ago that Cliff and I were corresponding, catching up generally and swapping chronic disease war stories. I urged him to spend time down in warmer climes during the winter and recommended a doctor in Sydney he had only the day before scheduled an appointment to see. I knew he was ill but of course he did not share how bad his conditions were. Farewell, old friend. I trust that one day in some form or another, we shall again share the profound delight of watching moonbeams dancing on midnight waves, or laugh as sea spray leaps up around the prow on a hard beat sprinkling rainbow blessings from here to eternity.