Mission control sent up a plaque with the newest crew. It’s for Frankie, commemorating the fact that he was the record holder for the longest time out in space. He’s going back down with the rest of us. Toasting a guy with wine and pouches isn’t quite the same as clinking glasses together. We’ll do that when we get back down. The plaque doesn’t mention the fact that Frankie cracked up from being up here too long and try to go out the airlock without a suit. There wasn’t much we could do for him, but bag his body up.