Now this next part is important to me, boy, so don't blow it. I understand that State law will not allow me to be laid to rest in proper fashion. Laid out intact in a vessel with my weapons and some of my chattel around me, put to sea, and my vessel lit on fire. So, this is what you will do: Cremate my remains. Place the ashes in this boat, along with my sword, a spear, (I'm sure you can find one somewhere, the one I used on the night I wrote this will not do, it's not destroyable, and it's not mine.) and my shield. (you will find it on the Tanngnost) Put the boat on a painter off the stern of the Tanngnost, and put to sea. When you are well out in the straits, dump some gas on the boat, pull clear, and shoot a flare at it. Bring along Mary, if you want, if she is willing, and anyone else that asks, or that you feel appropriate. The other page is my Will, and is for the legal beagles. The simple version is that your Father and you are my only surviving relatives. He gets $50,000.00 if he doesn't contest the will, nothing if he does. Everything else goes to you. You made me proud boy.
I love you.
Lars.
Some time later Mary came in and found me, I'm afraid the page was a bit smeared and damp by then.
The End.
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