Here's a picture from our final meeting, graciously hosted on August 28th by Chuck and Marsha H. It's a little blurry, you may notice, which I take as an emblem of how, inevitably, our memories of this novel will blur and lose focus as time passes. That's sad, in a way, but I expect that my memories of this book and the time I spent discussing it with good friends will always retain a warm glow of happiness, no matter how fuzzy.