January 22, 2024: Continuing my mission of writing to the authors who made me feel connected to my recently dead dad as I communed with his spirit on my childhood beach this summer, i wrote to Carl Hiaasen. My dad read many more books set in Florida than he took trips there; I have a vivid memory of him asking me about scenery after my trip to Weeki Wachee Springs. Mystery/crime writers seem generally undercelebrated for their senses of humor; a pity. A cousin told me I had my father's laugh this summer, not something I'd ever been told before, which floored me.