I guess every Johnson needs a Boswell, but the best I could come up with on this trip is Monkey. He's named, appropriately, after Monkey from Journey to the West. I don't know his real name. He was a gift from my great friends Bob and Cindy Mayer. They were concerned that I would not actually take him along on the trip, but here's proof positive. Monkey is basking in the late afternoon sunshine on my deck. He's thinking about coming up to school tomorrow to check out my new office, so, doubtless, more pictures of his shenanigans will follow.
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