My dad is impossible to shop for on holidays, birthdays, etc because he "already has everything he wants" (infuriating because in his case it's true) and unless some new tome of Beatles lore that is up to his standards has been recently released, or a NASA documentary, it's unlikely I will be able to find him a library addition he actually cares about. Well, this year I found him a primo Father's Day gift that is actually a gift for me and my mother in disguise: a satellite emergency beacon. Lately he has been lugging the telescope out to various Bortle 2 sides in the Middle of Fucking Nowhere, USA which gives us terrible agita because he is a 72-year-old with various chronic health problems traveling solo. Now we will be able to sleep at night whenever he goes stargazing!












