I asked Mr. Brooks if he'd brought any of his famous Witness Relocation Sausage to the cookout. He said no, the guy who made that for him had met a woman and moved to Florida. I observed that that's pretty much the end of all good things, isn't it, meeting a woman and moving to Florida and all. He said, yeah, but the guy didn't even make it to Florida. He turned back at Tulsa. But on his return he found that having sold all of his sausage making equipment, there was nothing for him here any longer. So, a few weeks later he moved again, this time to parts unknown. Oh, well.