Hope all goes well. Snuck up to our family homestead in NorCal. It’s a farm. The kinda place you go to chill when things are real good, or hole-up when things get real bad. Tempting as it is to stock it with shot-guns, Jack Daniels and baked beans, we’re pretty calm. No one ever built a fortune by succumbing to panic. But no doubt, gears of change are in motion, exciting times lay ahead, big opportunities, risks too.