Around three o’clock in the afternoon on Saturday I was in the kitchen perfecting my marinara sauce for something I was going to prepare later in the day. It was at this time that my phone in the kitchen started ringing. The person on the other end of the telephone line turned out to be my friend Quincy. Straight out Quincy asked me” John would you please do a money transfer for me”? It turned out that Quincy was a bit of a financial jam and needed some money right away. I told him I would do it, I just needed to know where I needed to go to get this done.