I went out of order!
For those just joining us at home, I have been filling my drive time going through the Travis McGee series in order. There is more continuity there than I knew at first. We had a vacation break, and I had thought I finished Cinnamon Skin and so started on the penultimate book, The Lonely Silver Rain. This note is about that book. Heavy spoiler alert.
The Lonely Silver Rain was not intended to be the last in the series. John D MacDonald died before publishing another. His estate has resisted all manner of attempts to have ghost writers finish a finale to the series. Those offers ranged from heavy-handed arguments to Steven King offering to try his best to do the author justice. In the end, his estate, lead by John D MacDonald's son, I believe, rightfully resisted all of these. Travis begins the series very young, very strong, and pummels and outsmarts his way through many trials. Some, like Nightmare in Pink, are downright scary. None are easy. None are predictable. Travis ages as the series continues. He gets in and out of shape. He gets wiser, and he begins to wonder why he's doing this, and what the point of everything is. The Lonely Silver Rain begins to show a melancholy Travis. There are a slew of errant knight references spaced throughout the books, and I personally identify closely with this. The spavined steed, rusty armor and bent lance are all part of my daily life. Thus, I identify with Travis not because of my fighting skills, detective intuition, or even a longing to live on a houseboat. I identify with Travis because I always try as hard as I can to fix everything, to rescue every fair maiden, and to right all wrongs according to my own flawed sense of justice. I always come up short, sometimes the situation is worse than when I started. I always feel conflicted between thinking I should have done more, thinking I should have done less, and wondering if everyone would be better off without me.
Back to the book. In the Lonely Silver Rain, Travis finds himself the target of a drug cartel hit due to confusion and blaming. The salvage was tough, but straightforward. Unwinding the thread which had a target on his back was much harder. All the while someone kept leaving little pipe cleaner cats on his boat and car. We get to the showdown at the end, there is a clever and entertaining climax, but then it isn't. There's still those pipe cleaner cats coming. He hides out and eventually finds the cat-maker. Her name is Jean Killian. Puss Killian's daughter, born to a mother who was dying, and the two never got to meet. This is Travis' daughter. She's livid with hate, vastly misunderstanding their relationship. In the preceding book, Cinnamon Skin, we learn that there are a few things Travis finds valuable enough to keep off the boat in a safety deposit box. A picture of his father, a picture of his mother, a picture of his brother, and the letter from Puss from Pale Gray for Guilt, book #9, written 17 years prior. She eventually meets him at the bank, and reads her Mothers letter to Travis out loud. Suddenly everything makes sense. It makes sense for Jean and for Travis. The sun shines brighter. Everything looks better. The world has meaning. The kid is going to college, calls Meyer: Uncle, and everything is working.
So, dear reader, maybe John D MacDonald stopped at the right time. Maybe this -is- the ending to the series. Right when I pull off the road to cry a little as Jean is reading the letter. Maybe there could never have been a better way to end the series.