"The Hour Is Late..."
The words speak to how many of us felt down at Guinan's:
"The hour is late, the flames are dying down, the embers glow, the glasses require recharging. A guest rises to leave and the spell is broken. Realization dawns that it is another day and we have to face once more the problems of reality. But if I have been able to beguile you for an hour or two into forgetting the pressing problems of today it will have afforded me infinite satisfaction."
-Major General Sir Rupert Brazier-Creagh K.B.E, C.B, L of M, D.S.O (12/12/1909 to 4/3/02)
Photo courtesy of the Preusser family.