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Well, today marks my last day as a full-time resident of the State of North Carolina. The movers come at 1 p.m.  I’m headed to the Holy City, where my bride has gone before me to take a fabulous job by which she intends to keep me in the style to which I have become accustomed—very likely to be necessary unless I start selling a great many more books.  In May, Lord willing, I will sail the thirty-foot, Allied Seawind ketch Prodigal solo from Chesapeake Bay to Charleston—perhaps by way of Bermuda if I can find my courage, this being my first foray into the blue mystery since the knockdown off Cuba.  When all is said and done and I’m home from sea and safe in port, new plans will percolate as ever they have, and new dreams will surely beckon.  In the meantime, I thought to collect in a photo album some fond memories of my days as a Tar Heel, lo these past twenty-two years.